Camped out Friday night to get the spot that I have been watching about a dozen grey ducks use for the past 3 days.. First light comes along with a few birds that were quickly dispatched.. .. Then waiting.. Well they have been showing up around 7:30 fellas... 8am comes and goes, and by 9am we had had enough.. Don't know where they* went.. Maybe pushed south with the weather.. Maybe got short stopped before the reached us.. Who knows,, it's hunting..
Headed to the normal breakfast spot and ran into a buddy that had his teenage son and friend in tow.. Hey guys,, "will yall give me a hand pushing a few blocks to try run a deer to these boys".. Figured why not chase goats for a few hours, then get some duck scouting in.. Well we pushed 4 blocks and finally ran a little 6 out for one of the boys to bust..
His smile was epic, which made the trip.. I also found a bonus rack while walking the woods.
Our host graciously bought lunch for us, and had the boys run into town to pick it up.. As we were hanging out by the trucks in a huge p-nut feild talking and laughing over the kids excitement, as well as some of their missed opportunities.... My buddy took a look over at the power lines,,, good lord at the doves.... Long story short... They died too..
Yesterday was one of the most enjoyable days afield I have had in a long time. Didn't kill 20 mallets, or even shoot a goat for that matter... I did however have a scatter gun in my hand from sunrise to sunset.. Got to watch some youngins have a blast... Ate well, and told lies... Have to say,, It was a damn fine opening day ...
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