Opening day here started crappy. We could not get to where we wanted to be. Instead of going to where we knew ducks would be we went to where we thought geese might be. We got out WAY before shooting time and had to ride out a nasty storm. Then as the rain broke we grabbed out decoys and headed out. The plan was to cross the water to get to a small island. 20 feet from the waters edge we all sank to our knees in some nasty mud. I'm 6' 4", basically I was stuck in 2' of mud, had to crawl out. We could not get to where we wanted to go so we sat up about 30' from waters edge and waited. 4 hours later, 1 goose had come by. 30 minutes later the flock returns and goes wide... right over the island we wanted to be sitting on. An hour after that and we decided to pack it in, go eat, and head to the marsh. Once on the marsh we took 9 ducks. Sunday morning we went back out to the marsh and had 6 ducks down before we decided to head home. All in all not a bad weekend, but I think it would have been much better had we actually went to the marsh on opening day instead of the drying up resevoir. Oh well!
Joel wrote:If God wanted a lab to point he would have gave them a stick.