Ed L.
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Friday was opening day of Illinois deere gun season. I'm in my stand shortly before legal shooting time and the first thing I notice is the amount of feeder calls and quacks. Now I'm in an area with duck blinds but I know for a fact there is no one using these blinds because you can't motor to them due to the low water in the river. I listen as wing after wing swing the callers in the pothole that is just off to my left and continues up a cut that goes in front of me. The cut is 150 yards away and as the sun starts come up behind my right shoulder I start to make out the shapes of ducks making their final approach and sitting in to the cut which is roughly 200 yards long 50 yards across. I think to myself....3rd week of Nov and the ducks are finally starting to show and I'm in a tree wearing blaze orange. After what appears to be hours which is really only about 45 minutes it dawns on me I'm out here to shoot a deer. I had dropped my partner off on the island about a 1/4 mile down river from me and I hope he gets one. This year he turns 70 and you have to wonder how many more years will we do this? As I sit here this morning and type this with aching arms and tired back wondering how long I'm going to be able to to this.....;-)..I'm only 57 and have a lot of years to keep doing this. Anyway I would be out chasing ducks this weekend but I don't cherish the thoughts of slugs zinging though the timber so I'll wait and head for the ducks next week. Oh by the way my partner scored a great 10 pointer and for me, well mine was 14. I'd post a picture but photobucket is messed up and I can't seem to get one to post here.
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