Alright, so On Saturday, Blake, Reece, Ryan, and I fought the heavy fog on the east side of Chuck's, only to live with a singular mallard. On Friday, the day before, however, Blake and I weathered the rain in the same spot and brought home 9 birds. Not too shabby for an impromptu hunt that only lasted an hour.
Saturday, December 14, 2013.
1 mallard
Friday, December 13, 2013.
9 Birds
3 shovelers
1 gadwall
2 GWT
1 Mallard
2 snows.
As for Friday night, Hellfest was in full swing. Heck of a shindig with food that'd make you slap yo dead grandma's corpse. Fine times, indeed.
