Monday, November 04, 2019

Ahhh Says the Only Man That Can Cil a Duck on His Birthday




Cliffy and I decided to get our acts together and go hunting, go figure two weeks after opening day.  Weather has been cold here but no precipitation and none in sight.  

We leave at an early 5 am to procure our spot at the sanctuary. With a 6:24 starting time we thing that will give us plenty of time to hike out, find a spot, build a blind and have time for the ever important settle.  We arrive at the lot only to find a homeless person sleeping in their car, no other hunters are there.  "Strange" I thought.  We hike down to the water  and when we arrive we find no water.  Maybe the reason there are no other hunters?  Or maybe it's bring your childrens hunting day?  

We tack on some extra hiking time and finally find a spot that has water close enough to land where we can build a blind without having a 50 yard shot.  Throw blocks out, build a blind and 2 minutes to settle.  Some encouraging birds fly through our spread just as the bell went off, and then a few more.  Then the sun rose and blistered our still spread and shone a light on us.  Nothing more.  Dog walkers walked through our area not noticing us though.

On the walk out we reminisced about the days of old, prickers, water and being youthful.  Cliffy the only man that Cil on his birthday.

GBCH






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