In With A Bang . . . Out With A Whisper

In our minds, the closing weekend would begin and end with a flurry of steel shot hurled skyward at throngs of fluttering birds in groups of fifty or better. In reality, we saw the close of the 2010-2011 season from the tailgate of Jordan's Toyota, but it was probably fitting.

Friday, John, Jordan, Blake, Papa, & I reluctantly returned to the pit blind on Charles'. It was slow, but we eeked out 6 mallards, 2 shovelers, and 1 snow before we left. That afternoon, Jordan took another 2 mallards out of the creek.

11 Birds.
8 Mallards
2 Shovelers
1 Snow Goose

On Saturday, Tash, Dave, Jordan, Blake, Haun, & I made our final trek to Charles' field. We had fairly low expectations, so when the mallards failed to show we weren't terribly disappointed. We were, however, pleasently surprised when a pair of greater Canadas worked into the spread. We invited both of 'em over for dinner, and they accepted our invitation with a thud.

On Sunday, Jordan, John, Blake & I, unable to find suitable working ducks, opted instead for a short stalk on some snows. It was a decent take, and when we left we had an additional 45 in our bag.

For the Weekend:
47 Birds
43 Snows
02 White-fronted Geese
02 Canada Geese