Al Hansen
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Two days ago, I about froze to death. I'm not used to 12F temps any more. Even Habi was shivering so I put on her coat, which did help.
It was a long morning with not too much action.
Yesterday, if it hadn't have been for two groups of ducks, I would have placed another 0 in the column. Good things did happen, however when I had 3 mallards come right into the set. They all stayed because Habi needed the practice. She had seen two of the three drop and so I let her pick up the two hens. The drake, I knew was dead, so I waited for better light and then got her on track to pick it up.
After that it was a very long wait, almost 3 hours until a pair of baldpates flew into my spread. I guess I would have to say that they are my favorite duck to shoot. The hardest shot was the hen, so I took her first and that made the second shot on the drake an easy one. There is nothing in the sport of duck hunting that surpasses the heart filled pride of watching your retriever do what comes naturally.
Al
This is the bird that I watched drop like a rock so I left it there until the light was better hoping for a few pictures. Habi stopped and changed positions on that bird twice before she gave it to me.
As you can see, the water level has dropped 6 to 8 inches. Soon I will have to find another spot to hunt if this continues.
This is what my little corner of the world looks like at the present time. I have sat here many days and never fired a shot, but I don't care. Duck hunting has so much more to offer than just taking birds.
This was one good looking adult drake widgeon.
The rancher just moved his critters back on this parcel of land where I cut firewood. I guess he has about 8 longhorn heifers there.
Life is Good!
It was a long morning with not too much action.
Yesterday, if it hadn't have been for two groups of ducks, I would have placed another 0 in the column. Good things did happen, however when I had 3 mallards come right into the set. They all stayed because Habi needed the practice. She had seen two of the three drop and so I let her pick up the two hens. The drake, I knew was dead, so I waited for better light and then got her on track to pick it up.
After that it was a very long wait, almost 3 hours until a pair of baldpates flew into my spread. I guess I would have to say that they are my favorite duck to shoot. The hardest shot was the hen, so I took her first and that made the second shot on the drake an easy one. There is nothing in the sport of duck hunting that surpasses the heart filled pride of watching your retriever do what comes naturally.
Al
This is the bird that I watched drop like a rock so I left it there until the light was better hoping for a few pictures. Habi stopped and changed positions on that bird twice before she gave it to me.
As you can see, the water level has dropped 6 to 8 inches. Soon I will have to find another spot to hunt if this continues.
This is what my little corner of the world looks like at the present time. I have sat here many days and never fired a shot, but I don't care. Duck hunting has so much more to offer than just taking birds.
This was one good looking adult drake widgeon.
The rancher just moved his critters back on this parcel of land where I cut firewood. I guess he has about 8 longhorn heifers there.
Life is Good!
