Sunday, December 30, 2007
Wednesday, December 26, 2007
I Quack in your general direction.
On day sixteen Fred G slept. It was a rough holiday and he needed the rest. I tried to kill some ducks but fell short of my goal of 7 greenies. I did see a nice fat one just out of reach, and therefore, did not shoot it.
On day fifteen I slept (see picture) so I don't know what happened then. Stay tuned.
Saturday, December 22, 2007
If the Model 870 were introduced today, it would be hailed as a major advance in pump-action shotgun design - the ultimate in strength, durability, silky-smooth bind-free action, and sleek classical lines.Yet this remarkable shotgun has been around for almost half a century, and has become the best-selling shotgun of any type in history, with over nine million made.
Friday, December 21, 2007
Thursday, December 20, 2007
Hoy7 hunting team, Hoy7 hunting team, we kill greenies not their mothers.
Some other teams don't have the skills, and hardly as many kills.
Hoy7 hunting team, Hoy7 hunting team, we are the best damn folders.
Hoy7 hunting team, Hoy7 hunting team, we build the best concealed blinds.
Hoy7 hunting team, Hoy7 hunting team, our spreads of decoys look so fine.
The ducks come in and good they feel, but they will soon be full of steel.
Hoy7 hunting team, Hoy7 hunting team, your jealousy is so well grounded.
Each week we go out to fold, impervious to the rain and cold.
Hoy7 hunting team, Hoy7 hunting team, we are the best team ever.
Monday, December 17, 2007
It all started with a trip to the 'poker chip' area of Sauvies island. Fred and Lisa picked me up at 4:15 and we hit the road to Sauvies with the intention of picking the lowest number ever. Unfortunately on the way in the radio was playing nothing but crappy 80s' music. In total darkness Fred reaches up into the CD collection and pulls out a disk for our listening enjoyment that so happens to be none other than Lynyrd Skynyrd. He must have used all the mojo, luck, skill or whatever normally allows him to pick the low numbers at poker chip because we ended up with #108. (I picked #117, typical.)
As we walked to the shack for our blind choice we were terrified to learn we were second to last for picks. Mr. Warden suggested Steelman #7 (always a good choice #7 is) and off we went. After setting a blind that made the existing one look like a tar paper shanty, and throwing out a decoy spread that would attract ducks from miles around. we settled in for some fine killin' action. The ducks weren't really flyin' and that prompted a new bet for $10 first kill. The picture above shows the result of that bet. Bob $10 richer. Notice the shoveler like bill and white stripe. Think you can identify that duck? Neither could we. (It doesn't count if you look it up Cliffy. Oh, and by the way, I retrieved this myself. Does it count?)
After a delicious lunch and a nice nap we called it a day. After all Fred G. has some work to do before the holidays. Stay tuned for Wednesdays adventure with the HOY7 hunting team.
Fred G. here.
Just a few things I would like to add to day 14. Bobs up most confidence shined trough today in his Benelli Pump Master after folding, get this a folding of a duck on each of the last two hunting days. If he keeps this up by the end of the year he may have 17. We head out to the New Old New spot on Wednesday, a perfect place for John V. to join the team in some slaying.
Thursday, December 13, 2007
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
PS To the three guys who walked trough our blind today just doing a "scouting" mission. STAY OUT!
Tuesday, December 11, 2007
Thursday, December 06, 2007
Wednesday, December 05, 2007
It all started without our best piece of hunting gear, Lisa. She was at the doctors and we had to go hunting in the Volvo. Sure other hunters may have laughed but were they part of the fabled HOY7 hunting team? NO. So off to Sauvies island we went in the comfort, luxury and safety that only a Volvo can provide. After running the gauntlet of fallen trees (actually we had to turn around and go the other way) we made it through the storm to the 'wait in line' section of the island. By definition we were only the second car in line that morning, but there were also 30 trucks. Our patience was rewarded with spot #7 in the mudhen unit.
After a soggy walk we set up as best the driving wind would allow. The rain hammered and the wind blew and some shots were taken. I'm positive that we did not fold any ducks that day because leading the punks was damn near impossible in the tsunami like conditions. Strangely enough we stayed pretty darn dry and had a fine day. Play the video above for a glimpse at day tens' conditions.
Monday, December 03, 2007
Word Out From The Old Side
Sunday, December 02, 2007
Yesterday the world of bad-ass hunters lost a good friend. Most people don't know Evel was a duck hunter and regular reader of the HOY7 hunting team blog. In this photo we can see Evel getting ready for some hunting of his own. Money for a Greenie bet, a watch to tell when shooting time begins, a cane for who knows what and his trusty .38 for those pesky ducks. We sure will miss you Evel.