assateague wrote:It was miserable this morning. We didn't get much snow, but the wind finally lasted down last night late. Half the bay and all the guts were froze up, so I just knew we were gonna slaughter them. 9 degrees when we went out, but no wind.
It was cold as SH*T. Had to be careful reaching down for my gun yesterday morning...if I had my gloves off and touched the receiver or barrel, pow my hand was stuck to it.
I did get my first quadruple though. I'd sat on the bank instead of in the boat this time, so I had the decoys in tight. I've barely shot at the bufflehead all season, but they were thick yesterday and blazing up and down the river. One group of about 25 came upstream, made a perfect u-turn above me, then came barreling straight back down the river at me...at that point you just knew they were gonna come right over the dekes at about 5'...they're bufflehead! I said, "to hell with it this time", and told myself to go for a double. They actually swung INSIDE the dekes with their feet dropped, and I had them cold at about 10 - 15 yards. What the heck you gonna do??! The second bird was down before they'd crossed the center of the decoys...I claim the first two shots, the third I'll go ahead and say was so-so, and I lay no claim to the fourth one that dropped.
Watching 4 birds tumble into the water, one after the other, over about a second and a half and within 15 yards was pretty frappin neat, I gotta say. Bufflehead or not, made the cold worth it!