Day One 2009 Pictures

Day One 2009

Day One. Like stated before things have changed. Me and Cliffy, Opening day at Old New Spot on a Sunday. We arrived at 615 am after convincing Cliffy we were better off to have him drive, sorry Lisa. We arrived to find 10 trucks at the Old New Spot, you heard that right 10 trucks! Is this the the New Hot Spot? What up?! After a short hike we make our way to the slough, head lamps were everywhere, we make our way down to the original spot Bob and I carved out years ago. After Cliffy threw out the blocks, in an awesome pattern by the way, and I build the blind we settle in. The morning firsts start, first drink, first smoke, first drink to other founding member Bob, first drink for first plane overhead, and so forth and so on you get the picture. A beautiful morning ensued. Sunrise pink and bold over Mt. Hood a light fog over the water. Just as all other first days the action was slim if damn near non existent. Me with a slight case of the flu was finding hard to keep up with Cliffy, I napped, I drank water, I napped some more. Cliffy made an awesome first day lunch, may have been the best ever, roasted pork tenderloin with a roasted pepper, eggplant, and artichoke salad, it was seasoned perfectly. Thanks Cliff. After a huge displacement I was ready, back in the game. But by then it was far to late though, the weather changed to clear and warm, the wind was still. After another hour or so we packed it up, it was not an awesome slay day, we only saw on duck, but still we were hunting, we were hunting as a team.

Picture was taken just before we left

to show just how much larger than me,

some things do change

GBCH

Day two in the great State of Idaho. I went to the same place for day two that I did for day one. Anderson Lake just outside of Harrison Idaho is a good size lake located just to the south east of Lake Coeur de Lane, a huge lake in the North of the state. Today was different though. I went with my co-worker Dallas, an ex-cop and father of 10 kids, now selling way more cars than I do.

We left in time to get set up in a better spot than last week with better cover and a nice shooting lane. Unfortunately for us the few ducks that did fly near us were mainly Teal or Wigeon and I don't have a Teal Whistle. That situation will be resolved next week. Some different decoys would be nice too, but as we all know, I only shoot Greenies.

Dallas made good company but nothing compares to a full blown member of the HOY7 Hunting Team to go with. I did not extend a membership to him, after all he brought no Whiskey. So..... the money is still out there folks and Fred G hunts today! Stay tuned.

GBCH

And now; a message form Jenny X

"Hey Greenie I may have a new tool in the safe (that may be Italian) to take you out of the sky. More info to come with pics.
EDX
(just went to the local DU dinner can you say WINNA! Bitch)"

Guest Editor

HA!

It is I Greenie, and I RULE!

I see you ignorant hunters have split up as to increase the odds of finding me this year. Let me tell you that you have no chance of finding me. I am far too fast and far too smart to let poor shots such as yourselves get near me. Your stupid Italian guns are as impotent in Idaho as they are in Oregon, and I can see you clearly in the bright sunny fall days. Nice try at concealment fools.

I can only hope that you don't bring out the "hunting umbrella" again as I may give away my position from the cackling I won't be able to suppress. And Idaho! What kind of backwards state is that? I only visit there when I need to impregnate retarded hens. Good luck Losers!

I quack in your general direction.

I am Greenie, and I RULE!

Why Would Anything Be Different?

It's the Hoy 7 Hunting Team, why would any first day start off like the first? "Go to bed Fred" "Fred go to bed you have to get up early" is all I heard till 2 am. Now as I sit here waitin for the coffee to brew I understand what people were talkin about. Go to bed means just that. Some people call it hittin the the hay or a good night sleep, I don't think I hit the hay or even got a good night sleep. It will not deter me though, coffee smells great and I'm just as hammered as before I went tot bed. So why would this day start off any different? I just hope I don't break anything before Andy picks me up. Oh yea, did I mention "dad is great he made us chocolate cake"?

A Brief Summer Interlude

Do I Have No Shame?

They Saw Us.......They Did Not Care

YET!

Buy a Truck, I'll kill a Duck

Check out this new Dodge Ram 1500 Laramie Club Cab Short bed.

Awesome right?

Surely someone out there reading the Blog needs this?

#1. Buy this truck.

#2. I make $180.

#3. I invest $180 into shooting ducks here in Idaho

Everybody wins in this scenario, including the ducks. Remember they are EVIL, and as such, need to be destroyed.

Contact Bob D. at Extension 1107

GBCH

Victims of Changes...Or Not

Sometimes things change and sometimes not. Sunday Andy and I went to the New Old Spot to check out the water levels and possible blind selections for this Mondays upcoming opening day. As we hiked in trimming back pricker bushes and blazing a new trail, thanks to the deer, we reflected on years past. We talked of the times we made the same walk, to the same spots, about the anticipation we always felt on the way in and the gratification on the way out. Today was the same, just like many other days from the past. The lay of the land always changes, sometimes it's the growth of new trees and grasses, sometimes water will make an inlet that was not there before. This year the Hoy 7 Hunting Team is embarking on new traditions, it's going to be our first year with out the co-founder Bob. No he's not dead but he has moved on to bigger and better things in his life. We wish him well. Also hunting on the Lord Hestons day will become the some what of a norm. Things that have not changed is Fred G's sponsor of Jameson Irish Whiskey, Lisa still stronger than ever, and surely Sauvies Island will be for skybusters, even though they made a new law, some things just have to stay the same thank Heston. Lisa has a new and improved bed, made of top notch wood and sturdy 3/4 inch plywood, looking forward to some real early mornings at Sauvies. With lots of new equipment at the ready and so are we, Andy and Myself, we are ready to cast out old demons in search of new. Come back often and stay informed, some things may have changed this year...or not.

Tradition

"Time To Kill"
by
Bob DaFolder

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*
You packed up and left the truck over an hour ago.
Sometimes if the moon is still bright you don't even
need a headlamp to make your way out to the area
where you want to set up. It's cold out but the long
walk with the pack on makes you sweat inside your
waders and under all the layers. As you set your
decoys in the still water surrounding your blind, your
body cools and you can feel the chill in the air again.
Finally, with everything complete, it's time to wait
for sunrise.Just before the first light of day you can
hear the whistle of ducks flying near you. Wondering
what they are is almost torture. Are they the fat
greenies you hope to see again at first light, or are
they another brand, something you have never seen
before? Not long now till you start to make out shapes
and can see a little bit better as the sun comes closer
to the horizon. Now, as the other creatures of the woods
wake up and start to move around, you know that the
time is here. Time to kill.

*

Circa 2006

The First Day of My Season.

Yesterday was the first day of my hunting season. It went exactly like most first days of the season except I did see ducks in the morning. On the advice of a duck hunting co-worker I drove to Anderson Lake outside of Harrison Idaho, about an hour drive from the house. I set up on the point of a jetti in some low grasses.

Before shooting time many ducks flew but shortly after sunrise the tempatures warmed up and the bastards disappeared to the wildlife refuge on the other side of the roadway. This was my view of the jetti I hunted.

I'd love to tell you that I had a great morning hunting out here in the wilds of Idaho, and I did enjoy it, but there was something missing. Nobody to share the day with. Sadness. Well I guess that can only mean one thing, time to step up members of the HOY7 Hunting Team. Come and visit Bob D in Idaho and shoot some greenies.

GBCH

Greetings from Dave Smith Motors

Burning the midnight oil with a little extracurricular H7HT blog reading. What on earth are you reading at work? If it's not the Blog you should be ashamed.

FREE to any H7HT reader

The coolest old refrigerator in the world is yours FREE if you move it from my former garage in the next few days. (Well, a week really) Don't let this classic fall into the hands of the jerk bags that stole my house from me. Remember, Fred G will help you move it too!

The First Resume

The PDX Connection.

Well folks my time here in Portland has come to an end.

I'd like to take this opportunity to thank all of those who made this possible and helped me through the transition from Mountain guy to City guy. First and foremost is our Father and Savior, Mr. Charlton Heston. With Him all things are possible. Through his guidance I was able to live the life of a righteous slayer and only shoot Greenies.

Second only to Heston is the great "expert" Fred G. and his woman Kathy. They have helped me at every stage of my Portalnd experience. Form housing me to feeding me and making sure I drank "straight up good" wine, they are truly the best friends a master folder can have.

Finally I must thank my new friends (not in order of importance as they are all important to me)
Cliffy. Someday he will bring enough.
Chucker. Someday he will stop when enough is enough.
John V. Someday he will hunt enough.
Maggie. Enough said.
Lois. Is one ever enough.
All my Mountain Shop friends. Apparently I couldn't give enough.
Anyone I missed. Enough already.

So the time to move on has come and I hope you all have a chance to visit me in my new digs somewhere in Idaho. Soon we will have a new home and will make some new friends, but never the kind I was fortunate enough to make here. Heston bless you all and Happy Hunting.

Robert C. DaFolder.

He Don't Even Have His License

Since my best pal can't even blog because all he has is an I Phone, (snicker) here is a picture of what he won last night at an DU fund raiser dinner. Remember he only shoots greenies.

All Most a Week Now...

since I had my best buddy V-Beered, sorry bout that hope the plane flight at 7 am was not to horrific. Any way business at hand just recieved a picture of my new, but not improved, hunting buddies...I just do not know what to make of them though.

New Job!

Need one of these?

I'm your man.

Bob DaFolder now employed by Dave Smith motors in Kellogg Idaho.

Look out Greenie, I will smog you!

Did You Say Loaded?

Guess What's Under the Blanket

Surely I'm not the only one.....

Your BIG chance!

Don't be afraid!
Obviously you have seen the request for a new member.
Surely you want to be the one to join.
I know you want to slay the most ducks this year.
All these bragging rights could be yours!

All it takes is one little step and you could become the newest member of the HOY7 hunting team. Just think of the possibilities of the coming season. Not only do you get a membership but also all the great things that come with it. Riding in Lisa is just the start, think of the pride you get by being awake and chipper at 4:30am. The great expectations of the old old spot. The anticipation of the extravagant lunch that awaits. Days in the blind with Cliffy and other stars of the duck slaying world. And most importantly, hunting with the legendary FredG.

All this could be yours! Take the first step.
Buy my house*.
It has all the amenities you would expect from a house and more. The biggest is its close proximity to all the places you read about in the H7HT blog. Don't wait call today.
GBCH






*Buying my house does not guarantee slaying ducks. You will need a gun, a license and the ability to drink wikki.

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Painted Hills Oregon

Idaho Fish And Game Water Fowl Book

Good Luck Bob

Waterfowl hunting in Idaho can be excellent and, because this state has no national reputation for waterfowl hunting, competition for birds and good spots is usually light.
Idaho lies between the Pacific Flyway and the Central Flyway. Moreover, the southern part of the state is semi-arid. This is not a place you would expect to find under a big X on an old duck hunter's map. State waterfowl stamp sales have been running at just over 17,000 in recent years, making waterfowlers a tiny minority among Idaho hunters. So what we don't have is a bunch of waterfowl hunters; what we do have is pretty fair waterfowling and limits as generous as any allowed by the U.S Fish and Wildlife Service.
Where and when to go:

The first thing to know is that you have to figure it out for yourself. No outfitting or guiding for waterfowl is allowed in Idaho.

The second thing to keep in mind is the general weather pattern. Northern Idaho and eastern Idaho, especially the southeast, offer good numbers of birds but the water in these areas tends to freeze early. Most years will find you shut out around Thanksgiving. Get it while it's hot.

Birds tend to be a little lackadaisical about getting to the southcentral and southwest parts of the state, though early season hunting can be reasonably good for local ducks and geese. When the rest of the state freezes up, bird numbers along the big rivers and on the reservoirs in these two sections begin to rise. Northern birds join the locals sometime around Thanksgiving and shooting picks up. Some local waterfowlers don't even break out the waders until the turkey is et. Unless the weather becomes really tough and snow covers the feeding fields, ducks and geese alike will consider this part of Idaho the sunny south and stay the winter.
Finding the best waterfowling areas in Idaho is as easy as opening a map. Look for federal refuges. The refuges were established where they are because waterfowl were using the areas. Birds stay, in part, because the refuges give them the resting areas they need. Most of the refuges themselves offer good waterfowl hunting; nearby fields and smaller waters are worth scouting. Arguably the best waterfowl hunting in Idaho is not on a federal refuge but on the Fort Hall Reservation near American Falls. Here you will need a license issued by the tribe at considerable cost (presently around $475 which includes a $100 deposit that you will get back if no laws are broken - and cost is subject to change with minimal notice). Check out Idaho Fish and Game's Wildlife Management Areas as well. Along the Snake River, these public use areas tend to hold good waterfowling.

What Idaho has to offer the waterfowler:
Canada geese and mallards are the most sought-after species and, happily, the most common in Idaho. Both species produce huntable numbers within the state and are augmented by migrants from southern Alberta and Montana. If the wind is just right, British Columbia sends birds as well.
Pintails were also important before their continent-wide decline and may be so again as duck numbers rise generally. Few snowgeese are shot in Idaho, tending to stop rarely during the season but collecting in large numbers in eastern Idaho on their way back to the Arctic in early spring. Gadwall and widgeon are common and can be locally plentiful, especially along the Snake River. Widgeon seem to be on a sudden increase. Greenwing teal can be counted on to cost you too many shells, even late into the season but cinammon and bluewings tend to use Idaho as a nursery before heading south prior to opening day. Diver enthusiasts will want to be somewhere else in the country but canvasback, redheads and bluebills, especially bluebills, are locally available on the big lakes of northern Idaho and along the Snake River. Buffleheads and their cousins can be found in fair numbers almost anywhere all winter but Idaho tradition is to scoff at those who shoot at them.

You hear it here FIRST!

Ladies and Gentlemen of the readership of the HOY7 Hunting Team Blog.............

Bob DaFolder is moving to Idaho.
Yes that's right Idaho.

I know what you may be thinking. But Bob D, how can you desert the HOY7 Hunting Team? Well I'm not. It seems that Idaho is lacking in a formal chapter of the team. There is one in Colorado, New Hampshire, China, Connecticut and New Mexico but what about the Northern regions of the Idaho / Montana area? I'm just the guy to solve all that. Oh yea, I also got fired from my job on Sunday. No severance, no 2 weeks, nothing.

So go screw Mountain Shop of Portland Oregon (phone # 503-288-6768 ask for Bob D when calling to complain about lack of H7HT representation) I'm selling the mansion here in the Great Pacific Northwest and heading off to Wallace Idaho. See the picture? My new house will be in the far upper right corner. About 950 residents and all the outdoors you could want.




Don't feel bad for me folks. Feel bad for the long suffering Fred G who will now have to hunt without the only man who can identify AND shoot greenies at all the spots. Feel bad for Cliffy who now must bear the burden of hearing about who is "The Best Hunter EVER" each year. Feel bad for Sauvies island for losing one of the few who don't sky blast. But most of all feel bad for all the ducks living in, or planing to travel through, the Idaho / Montana area. I'll be seeing you bitches soon enough.

Remember, Anyone coming to my area is free to slay with me at my new digs.....
You heard it here FIRST.....
The HOY7 Hunting Team lives on......
And of course, God bless Charlton Heston.

Taking Applications

Hoy 7 Hunting Team is now taking applications for the 2009-2010 hunting season. If interested please contact Fred G.

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Do you own a hunting vehicle?

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Do you own a boat?

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Whats you favorite wikey? do you enjoy it at 6:30 am?

Can you recognize species of ducks other than the Greenie?

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What are your days off?

Gone camping

Recent camping pictures Bob D's camping trip to the Oregon coast. Only the finest company and the finest malt beverages.

Happy 4th of July.

The Dead at the Gorge

Chucker makes a Friend

This picture was taken in the grassy camping area of the Columbia Gorge Amphitheater the morning after a triple bill of the Doobie Brothers, Allman Brothers and The Dead. The three principal members of the World Renown HOY7 Hunting Team, along with Chucker, left Saturday morning for the long drive to northeastern Washington. Although we had a slight 1 hour detour we made it to the venue in time to miss the Doobies entirely. I, for one, was hoping to yell "China Grove" as loud as possible several times while displaying dual peace signs.

The Allmans and The Dead played well and I think I can say a good time was had by all. Today's post however has to do with Koala Girl. Chucker found her at the bazaar that always seems to accompany a Dead Show. She impressed him with her obvious stellar fashion sense and good humor. Chucker rewarded her for her wit and acumen with a valuable commodity, "a good beer", not the crappy budweisers we were all drinking. If you notice Koala Girl has that beer in her hand in this very picture. The amazing part of this story is that this commodities exchange happened at roughly 2am. Even more amazing is that seconds before we left Koala Girl happened to walk by our campsite, out of the thousands, holding the very same beer. Needless to say Chucker gave her another one. She seemed thirsty.

May Heston Bless you Koala Girl and keep you safe in your travels.
GBCH

Fly Fishing with the HOY7 Hunting Team

Last week we headed out to the mighty Deschutes river in central Oregon to do a little fly fishing. Once again Cliffy was the team leader for the trip due to his extensive knowledge of all things fishing. Regular readers of the blog will remember that last year only Cliff caught fish and everyone else failed miserably, this year things were going to be different.

Leaving Portland early we arrived at the put in around 9 or so, loaded up the boat and headed off down the river. The weather, which had been rainy and cold all week long in the city, was perfect. We stopped and fishes some riffles on the way to our camping spot and the first fish was caught by none other than your author, Bob D. I have no picture of the mammoth beast I wrestled from the raging river, after all it is catch and release, but I can tell you that it was one mighty big fish, perhaps the biggest ever caught by a human. We fished some more and finally made camp well before nightfall.

Fred G provided the lunch of various gourmet sea creatures, bread, chirrizo and cheese. By now some beers had been consumed and the great BB gun challenge could not be far off. I wish I could tell you I went 10 for 10 this time around but the course this year was very challenging and after my epic battle with the great river fish I could not seem to steady my hand enough to hit all ten cans. My team members must have had similar problems because nobody made 10 for 10 this trip, however Fred did seem to want something other tahan the BB gun because he kept betting with 'shotguns' we didn't even have. 2 for 4

I can't rightly remember who made dinner but I do remember that it was another delicious feast of large proportions. shortly after I hit the sack. We may have been up later but due to my huge oversight in the actual number of BBs we were to fire off that day the game of 10 can ended early. I slept soundy in spite of the seemingly large number of heat lightning strikes centered around my and Cliffys tents, they were followed by a sound not unlike a camera shutter, puzzling?

The next morning We packed up and pushed off back down the mighty Deschutes for more fishing. Fred G caught his first and I'm sure Cliff caught many as well. I for one chose to protect the remaing fish in the river by napping on the grassy areas, waking only to assist Cliff from not being carried away by the river and to contemplate the value of jalapino bagles. We got off the river and after a perfectly uneventfull normal and safe ride home we put a close to the H7HT fishing trip of 09

GBCH

A note from Jiggitty Jeff......