One day the HOY7 hutning team was invited out to Denver CO. to hunt with the legendary Jiggitty Jeff. We traveled to many places on that trip but one stood out from the rest by a long shot. Strangely enough that spot was not in the prarie or brush lands of northern CO. and not anywhere along the front range. That spot was near the intersection of 58th and Federal close to downtown Denver.
Take a good look at this picturesque waterski lake in a gated suburb spot. For Hestons sake, there were train tracks right behind us and a McDonalds on the other side of the hill. Even with the noise ordinence we still folded more ducks that day than any other since and some fat geese too. What the hell?
Now I don't like to complain but where are all the 'Pacific Flyway' ducks at these days? Has global warming sentanced us to years of Fred G. being the expert with a total of 3 ducks? Are we destined to learn the delicate art of skyblasting in order to fold some ducks? Where are the Arctic air masses, the freezing tempatures, the snow? WHERE ARE MY DUCKS?
I feel better now. Thanks for your time.
GBCH
1 comment:
thats 5 ducks!
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