jaysweet3 wrote:Just finished up with our last hunt if the trip. Not a banner year by any means. With three of us shooting we killed 147 snows, 17 canadas, 2 specks, 40 mallards, 8 pintails, and 1 lone spoonie.
Had high expectations going in, didn't happen all the way. Awesome time though. Think I shot just under 8 boxes of shells, not the best shooting on my part. I did have a couple days when I was on em, the next I couldn't hit sh!t.
I was talking with the one other old timer on our trip. I think it was on the fifth time setting up the snow spread. I said we need some new young guys to do the heavy lifting. He looked me right in the eye and said, "Why do you think you're here?" I knew I was the pack mule. It just wasn't spoken about. Guess I brought it up.
Gonna kill em all next year.
Alright alright Jay. I will invite myself, Woody/Titz, and the Ohia gang, on your hunt to do the heavy lifting next year. You guys game? I'm dead serious.
It's not going to be long before I take over this hunt. It started out with five guys that went to high school together. They are all in their mid 70s three have dropped out. Either moved to Florida for the winter, or just can't do it anymore. The last two fellas are in fantastic shape, and work pretty hard up here. They do take it easy setting up the big spread, but they will go through the cattails looking for a cripple.
Seven years ago ,they were down to three. They brought myself and another fella in on the trip. I jumped at the chance.
The first couple years, they had all their own spots, but the birds have changed. It's a different pattern. We do a lot of scouting and talking with the locals. My job has become, a scouter and the guy who asks permission. Mostly, because I don't like to sit on someone's property without permission. They will do that.
So I take it upping myself to find the land owner and ask. 90% we get in. On average we get turned down once a year. Half the time, you stop at someone's farm to ask, you get roped into a 45 minute conversation about whatever. There are the nicest people up here.
I hope Frank and Norman can do it for another 10 years. Time will tell. But when they do say they are done, I'm finding a group that wants to do it every year. It would be to hard to train someone each trip.
The road to diabetes will be sweet.