Ahhh . . . Didn't See This One Coming . . .

Lets face it, there's simply nothing quite like proclaiming my vast intelligence and superior knowledge to make me look like a complete douche-bag in a day's time. If you've read below, you'll know that I "called it", and by "called it" I mean made my prediction for the very crappiest of openers, especially if we were cursed with clouds and wind. Well, gentlemen, get out your pen and paper and take a note: I WAS WRONG!!!!!! Something tells me that God gets a kick out it, but then I couldn't blame him . . . I had to have gotten my sense of humor from someone.

We hoped for sunny weather and a few birds early that would give us a chance to save face. What we got was 20 m.p.h. winds, with gusts to 30, dense clouds, and mild temps. Doesn't sound promising, does it?

Well, it was. I can't tell you exactly how it came about and I certainly don't have anything resembling a rational explanation for the matter, but the birds descended upon our blind from daylight right up to the point when we called her quits. Fred, J-Hawk, Willie, Danger Dave, Dead-Eye, Blake, Tasha, Meredith, & ole Gibby traipsed into the Homer this morning for a hunt that truly exceeded expectations. When the smoke cleared, 54 ducks and 1 speck came over for dinner. Official time of death was 8:25, and because we carried out 9 limits on a field where we didn't expect to drop 5 in, we considered it a very pleasant surprise.

Its official, the 2011-2012 season is in full-swing.

Quality was different matter altogether. Simply put, that's just a topic we'd rather not discuss in detail.

13 Greenwings
3 Mallards
3 Gadwall
1 Speck
35 Shovelers