A freshwater hunt
It’s been a few years since I spent a morning poling across a spartina flat in hopes of flushing a marsh hen.
It’s sort of a cyclical thing. Some years I do it several times, and some years not at all.
This hunt was different. I had mentioned to Rubberhead that I had never hunted the little rails he occasionally posts a thread about, so he called when the time was right and this morning was a damn good time.
Slow and methodical, grass patch to grass patch.
They fly more than clapper rails, and were very prevalent in this little secluded, secret marsh. I’ve breasted them out, and there’s not much more than a snipe in terms of meat, but I’ll marinate them and see how it goes.
Thanks RH.
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