Back At It

Figuring that there ain't no reason to fix what ain't broke, I took Charlie, Olivia, Garrett, Papa, Haun, John, & Jordan back to Chucks for another 12:30 p.m. start time on Tuesday, Dec. 28. Fortunately, we had about a half-hour of sunshine. While the sun was out, the ducks worked well. When the sun went in, things got tough. Nevertheless, not a bad day. We left at 4:00 with 21 birds.

21 Birds
16 Mallards
03 Shovelers
02 Wigeon
Season Total: 387
BPD: 12.5

And We're BACK!

Monday, the 30th day of Duck season '10/11, having thought the matter through, Reece, John, Jordan, Blake, the Mystery Guest & ole Gibby returned to Chuck's at about 1:30 in the p.m. Good call! 28 Birds.

28 Birds
25 Mallards
2 Shovelers
1 Pintail
12.2 BPD
43% Mallards
34% Gadwalls




Sunday, December 26, John, Jordan & I went to Chucks and whittled out 4 mallards and 1 speck.

5 Birds
4 Mallards
1 Speck

Oh, and It Gets Better

Okay, so on my eldest's birthday, Christmas Eve, John, Matthew, Dan, Reece, Olivia and I made what will probably be our last trip to the fabled Home field this season. Slow is probably the best word to describe the hunt, but we did have a couple of birds work the spread. More importantly, the first bird to work well was a mallard hen, and having instructed the boys on what the marching orders would be for the morning, I let Olivia get off the first shot. A single mallard hen swung through the decoys from the East, and at the point I thought she had a decent shot, I told my girl to take her. Olivia quickly sprang to her feet and got a shot off, but didn't draw a feather. Instinctively, the rest of the crew sprang into action and slung their weapons skyward. Fortunately, just as the safeties came off, we heard another shot, which came from the business end of a 20 gauge. I looked down the blind at my brother-in-law and asked "did you shoot?" "Nope" said John. Quietly, Olivia looked up and said "I did." Bang! that was it. Dishragged her first confirmed solo-shot on a mallard on the wing! Daddy couldn't have been more proud. 5 Specks, 1 Gadwall, 1 Mallard. 7 Birds total.

7 Birds
5 Specks
1 Mallard
1 Gadwall





Christmas day I skipped the hunt . . . not because I wasn't willing to go, but because there weren't any ducks worth hunting in a place I wouldn't screw up for everyone else.

Had to End . . .

. . . finally did today. John, his friend John whose name I dare not try to pronounce, J-Hawk, Garrett, Olivia, & old Gibby made a final trek to Chuck's this morning. Hunted till 10:00 a.m., and left with only 7 mallards. No complaints here.

7 Birds, All Mallards.

Blessed

Yup, that's what I said: blessed. Not lucky, not good, just blessed. Papa, Danger Dave, J-Hawk, the Kid, & I graced Chuck's blind once again this morning and witnessed a green-headed spectacle under bluebird skies and absolutely perfect conditions. North winds at 11 mph meant the ducks would set just south of the blind and float effortlessly into the spread. With wide eyes and heavy trigger fingers we watched as God's creation danced in light winds 10 yards west of the blind. Full limits of mallards today. 27 birds.

27 Ducks.
20 Mallards
05 Pintails
01 Lonely Northern Shoveler

Season Total: 319
Daily Average: 12.76

Right Back At It

This morning, Dec. 21, 2010, Jordan & I entertained the Baker boys. Again, like yesterday, we had a very, very slow start. Nonethtless, we worked large flocks of mallards later in the morning and wound up scratching out a decent bag. 27 Birds.

27 Birds
14 Mallards
04 Gadwalls
03 Specks
02 Snows
02 Wigeon
02 Shovelers
292 for the season.

You Can Whack Birds on Mondays, Too . . .

I'll be honest . . . things slowed way down today. Birds were there, but we needed sunshine, as they weren't apt to finish with the grace we've grown accustomed to over the last few days. Nonetheless, Papa, Jordan, John, Tom, Grant, Casey Spencer, and I whittled away at 'em until we had 30 in hand. We could have stuck it out, but then again, there's always tomorrow. Suffice it to say that we're pace'n ourselves.

30 Birds.
24 Mallards
3 Gadwall
3 Pintail

23 Days of season down.
265 Dead, many more wounded.
11.5 B.P.D.

Not Bad for a Sunday Morning

Not satisfied with merely smokin dux on Chux, we decided to whack 'em on the old homer as well. Tom, Grant, Casey Spencer, Jordan, John, Dave, Blake, & ole Gibby made sport of 'em one more time. We left in time for church with 28. After noon, Garret and Olivia got in on some action and picked off another 11 birds. 39 for the day, and things ain't so bad!

39 Birds.
10 Mallards
21 Gadwall
6 Wigeon
1 Green Wing
1 Shoveler

It Was a Grey Duck Wackin'

Ouch. 'Nuff said. Clear skies, upper 20's, thin ice, dead ducks. My partners in crime were the Kid, Danger Dave, Matthew, J-Hawk, Jake, and Blake. Left the blind at 8:15 with full bags. Not a bad way to end the week. 46 Birds.

46 Birds
25 Gadwall
18 Mallards
2 Shovelers
1 Wigeon

Official Time of Death: 7:04 a.m.

Whoa! Jordan, John, Olivia, & I took a chance on Chuck's this morning and left 30 minutes later with full bags. Thin ice and light winds must have been the perfect combo, because hours came in about 6:34 and we left the blind at exactly 7:04 with limits. Two in our blind were actually physically assaulted by birds: Jordan fell victim to a mallard that slung excrament on him and I fell prey to a mallard that used himself as a suicide projectile. 25 birds, and not a spooner in sight.

25 Birds
10 Mallards
15 Grey Ducks
Season Total: 150
BPD: 7.50

Alrighty, Then!

Three days off sure makes one appreciate a nice day in the blind. Sure, conditions sucked, but given that I haven't hunted since December 12, even crappy weather made December 16 seem a whole lot better.

For the record, the cold front moved through on Sunday, and when I say "cold", I mean really, really cold. Monday & Tuesday we saw temps in the low teens and never broke the mid 20's. Wednesday, the day started out in the low 20's but moved up to the 30's late in the day and over-night. This morning, we started out at a balmy 35, but it was too little, too late for a thaw.

All that notwithstanding, J-Hawk, Papa & I trudged through the ice back into the Homer this morning, and when the dust cleared we had a nice bag to show for it. We came out 1 shy of a limit of ducks and 1 shy of a limit of geese.

22 Birds
7 Mallards
9 Grey Ducks
5 Specks
1 Shoveler

On Saturday evening, a strong cold front moved through town. Temps dipped into the lower 20's and the winds blew at a sustained 25-40 m.p.h. overnight and throughout the day on Sunday. Having discussed the matter on Saturday, we anticipated rough conditions and made a plan to return to the old Homer. We almost skipped the trip, because NW winds at 30 on a day when its 24 degrees ain't my idea of a good time if there are no ducks to be had. Fortunately, there WERE ducks to be had. John, Jordan, & I weathered the weather and dropped out at 8:45 with 20 birds.

20 Birds
14 Gadwall
3 Shovelers
1 Pintail
2 Snows



Season Total: 103
Daily Average: 6.87 BPD

Finally!!!!!!!!

Having had enough of the Home field madness, we decided that we would break the seal on Chuck's on Saturday regardless of the fact that we had seen no ducks there. Reece, Haun, Blake, John, & I made our arrivals at the shop at 5:30 and tooled up in a driving rain. Nonetheless, we were not to be thwarted, as there had apparently been more ducks using Chuck's than we had known. A fine day indeed, and a very nice breath of fresh air because it was our first rice field hunt of the season.

21 Birds
9 Gadwall
9 Shovelers
3 Mallards

On Friday, Blake, Papa, & I did the same thing. Of course, we killed two birds.

2 Birds
1 Speck
1 Gadwall

Thursday, John, Jordan & I made yet another trip to the Home Field. Again, similar results.

2 Ducks.
1 Mallard
1 Gadwall

As for Wednesday, the 8th, we did the same thing we had done the day before, and the results were about the same as we expected. John, Jordan, and myself bagged a green-wing, 2 grey ducks, and 2 mallard drakes. Fairly slow, I must say.

5 ducks.
2 gadwall
2 mallards
1 green wing.

Well, on December 7, 2010, season re-opened much the same way it stalled out. We had birds, and lots of 'em, but they wanted very little to do with the blind on the Home field, where we continue to hold the only significant flood on the farm. When it was said and one, we bagged a couple of mallards and 7 grey ducks.

9 ducks.
7 Gadwall
2 Mallard

Okay, So Split No. 1 Sucked . . .

. . . could'a been worse, I suppose. Another sunless day, another struggle. Day two five of us returned to the Home field blind, not by choice, but because it was the only place left to hunt. Rough times ahead! The shining moment Sunday morning was the outright extermination of a mallard hen at daylight by Olivia (age 9) and Garrett (age 10). Both ran their guns empty, and ducks died. Only 14 birds on Sunday.

Monday, Baker, Tayler, Papa & I, of course, went back to the Home field. Again, no sunshine. This time the bag went down to a mere five (5)Not a good starter.

3 Gadwall
2 Specks



Tuesday, November 23, day 4 of season, uhhhh, we went back to the Home field. It sucked.

2 Gadwall

Wednesday. Back to the Home field. Will it ever rain?????? SKUNK No. 1 for the season.

Thursday, thanksgiving day, it got worse.

2 Wood ducks

Friday, Skunk No. 2

Saturday, Skunk No. 3

Sunday. Sucked. 1 Greenwing teal

Season Totals:
B.P.D. = 4.89
44 Birds
12 Gadwall
10 Mallards
07 GWT
07 Shovelers
04 Specks
03 Woodies
01 Pintails