Idaho Day 6

Today is what I like to call the secret spot day. The picture you see is the new 'secret spot', it was discovered 2 weeks ago. Dallas and I went hunting at Anderson lake and then we drove around to see what was on the other side. Maybe another place to set up? The chance of a flooded rice field? Perhaps another lake all together? What we found was a small bay on the other side of the lake, chock full of Mallards. We knocked on the nearest door and found the name of the property owner. Dallas made the call.

"We were wondering if we could hunt on your property? My Uncle Delbert gave me your name." Now apparently Uncle Delbert passed a few years back but by the grace of Heston it turns out the property owner worked with Uncle Delbert for 27 years in the lumber mill. Permission was granted.

So this morning we packed up and headed to the 'secret spot'. We had to bushwack for about 15 minutes in the chilly darkness (I left my headlamp in Fred G's bag last week, awesome!) and came out in the small bay. The bottom was not too muddy and fairly shallow for quite a ways out, good conditions for setting blocks. The sunrise was from behind us and we had good cover. Only one thing missing. Ducks. We debated the fickle nature of ducks. Weather conditions, wind direction, fog, rain, cold, nature vs. nurture, what the hell? I guess sometimes those little bastards have a mind of their own.

We did have a few solid morning fly-bys. We could have shot some divers. We missed a couple chances and took a few shots. But for the most part the mallards we saw two weeks ago just weren't there. I guess that's why they call it 'hunting' and not 'killing' sometimes you just don't get what you expect. Don't worry though, there's always next week.

GBCH