Wondering What To Do with Water Up To Your Waist? You Hunt in It.

You guys suck!

With water levels at a high for the year (does anyone else see the theme of these post lately?) Cliffy and I decide to head out and drop some blocks at the corner.  We set up exactly where Cillin for the King was held last year. We were set, we were looking good.  A good steady rain, a slight wind at our backs, and a dark grey skyline we're ready.  We DFSD.  Again.  Again.  We are seeing an unprecedented amount of ducks flying, none want anything to do with us.  We look good, our spread looks good but nothing is wanting us.  I'm thinking due to the size of flocks we're seeing, easy to get a single or deuce to commit but anything bigger not so much, and that's pretty much all we are seeing.  Our interest was peaked all morning then it dried up and with it our interest.  We catch a rain break and decide to call it.  With our retriever mad as hell at us we head home.