A quick trip back East to help get things done and some time back home to get the winter season started and now I'm ready to hunt. This morning I headed out to Anderson on a Saturday and was a little apprehensive about pressure form other hunters. Clider did not accompany me because he is a busy man. That and the fact I just spent 4 solid days in a car or trade show booth with him made it ok for me to have a little time solo in the blind but I had to wonder how much trouble I would have finding an empty space. I had no need to worry. Other than the guy in the F350 who blew by me at 70 in a 50 zone I was entirely alone. I chose The Blind.
The water is higher than I have ever seen this time of year. I'm sure it's higher than when we built The Blind weeks ago, it's up to inches from the seat of the bench. I carefully unpacked my gear and set my Dakotas and jerk rig and sat down to wait and think. The majority of my thinking had to do with how I have been bragging about how my waterproof breathable waders have lasted for years, which seldom happens. The day I had to sit in 2 feet of water my right boot decided to give up the fight. The beginning of the end for sure. I did have a nice time listening to the ducks wake up around me and as I mentioned I was all alone.
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On the way I stopped and checked out a rustic house that may just save me hours of driving for the Founders Tour coming up in less that a week. Clider knows some people who have a rustic cabin right in Harrison and I'm going to place a call tomorrow to try to secure it for a few nights. Did I mention it's rustic?
GBCH
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