What are the chances?

Dave Sikorski

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Anyone good at math?

So I'm in Manitoba hunting near Yukon Mike's hometown with a friend that he grew up with. I think many of you remember my "legal problems", well obviously they've been cleared up and this is the 4th year that my dad and I have been blessed with the ability and opportunity to enjoy this great area. THANKS MIKE!

Guys to the south are complaining about warm weather and stale birds, there aren't exactly a ton of ducks around here, but plenty to keep us busy. It was 70 degrees yesterday, but each morning has been cold and a little frosty.

We shot "The Hill" this morning and did really well on Cans and Bluebills, with a ringer, and a few mallards thrown in. We blew an opportunity on some geese, and the cranes figured us out before they got in range. I shot so so, but made one very important shot on a bluebill flock. A hen fell out with a little piece of metal on her leg! That's right, Band dance, eh!. She came from the group banded in Illinois in March of 2009.

We ended the morning with a respectable take, and of course I sent pictures of my prize to all of my now jealous duck hunting buddies.

We took a nap and had lunch, then I did the standard drive around the area looking for the next spot to hunt. By 5:30 we were set up in a nice beaver pond, enjoying the stiff breeze and 50 degree temps. There was hardly a cloud in the sky, but just about any weather is ducky up here.

I laid out in some willows in my newly acquired reedy creek duckboat....THANKS PAUL!.

We slowly picked away at mallards as the sun went down, and watched more than we shot at. When there's 50 coming in at once it's kinda hard to pick just one, let along nice big fat drakes.

We ended up with 8, and as I paddled over in the dark to the first one I noticed something shiny on his leg. I can't remember what I said, but I nearly went swimming. The reedy creek boat might be stable, but a 240lb pollack should not dance in one.

So yeah, I'm tickled to have shot 2 bands in one day, but the best part came next.

I got to shore, got the boat loaded, and began to send my buddies pictures of the band to brag for the second time today. I was heading across the field texting when I finally read the band.

"Behold I come quickly" rev. 22-7.

What the heck? I thought, how did they know?

I read on.

Jack Miner Foundation, 04

WOW, I know what this is.

So, what the heck are the chances?

Does Canada have a lottery I should be playing tomorrow?

Thanks Eric for starting the page where I met Mike who introduced me to Andy who lets me invade his area every year who showed me where to shoot ducks here where I shot two bands today.

4 more days of hunting, I wonder what's next?

-D
 
Dave

Take the probability of shooting a banded bird times the probability of shooting a Miner banded bird (which is significantly smaller) and multiply them i.e.,

P(Fed) x P(Miner) = You one lucky SOB!

Well it's a little more complicated than that but who cares, you hit a powerball lottery ticket in the world of duck hunting.

Eric
 
Congrats on getting to Canada to hunt. Being able to shoot two banded birds in a day is an unusual feat but fun to say the least.
Al
 
"Behold I come quickly" rev. 22-7.

What the heck? I thought, how did they know?

-D

Such a silly boy!


Did I mention lately that I hate you! I'm stuck working the last two weekends and you're up there intercepting all the bands before I get a chance...grrrrr

For those of you unfamiliar with the Jack Miner Foundation:

http://www.jackminer.com/

Really though Dave, great job on the bands, now get out there and wiff a couple of skillet shots for me!

Chuck
 
No whiffing this morning Chuck.

We stood behind some round bales and waited for some cranes to come to the field they were in yesterday. Before the sun peaked over the horizon I had dropped a double, and my dad dropped 3.

We had passed on a lot of ducks to keep from spooking the cranes so we jumped a slough and shot 4 greenheads.

No bands yet for today.

It was -8C this morning w/ hardly a breath of wind, a beautiful Canadian morning.

-D
 
Ski,
To cool Bro. you must be living right. Or, I actually have another theory. It's the yukon Mike effect. One of my good friends and neighbors has made two trips up for moose. The first time he went I casually mentioned knowing a guy (Mike), who lived in the area.
They hooked up. Jeff shot a monster bull, mike helped him process it and gave him a cool place to crash. He just got back from trip # 2 again shooting a monster.
My theory is we are all just two people away from knowing Mike and his lucky charm. It's just like that Kevin Bacon thing. Go up again and you will probably shoot a mallard with 8 ounces of gold in his crop. Just sayin........B
 
Dave
Sounds like a great trip! Did your dad out shoot you or did he take it easy on you---:-)? Pretty special that the two of you can still share that.
wis boz
 
He's much more patient than I am, and therefore has a better hit ratio than me. I still pull off a few miraculous shots that we'll laugh about for years. Last night I tried a lefty shot on a slow crossing mallard and almost flipped the kayak. It's amazing how much recoil their is when you don't mount the gun correctly.

I am definitely blessed to be able to hunt with my father. The older we both get the more fun it becomes. He's still able to keep up with me, and I don't push him as hard as I used to.

ballard, I think you might be on to something with that Yukon Mike theory.

We were brought back down to earth tonight with a "slow" day. Still shot 5 cranes 4 mallards and a goose. We both let a few ducks and geese go that were in range. It's funny how the numbers game goes out the window when you start the season with a few limits. I've plucked enough mallards for a while.

-D
 
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