Okay here's the summary. My dad and I were going to hit a new spot I had all scouted out this morning. Got to the launch at 4am and the temperature read 11 degrees, break some ice and put the boat in, all is well. Get to the spot and there's just too much ice so we go with plan B which put us up against shooting light. I hurry and throw out my deeks and hop in the blind, look over the spread and I don't like the placement of a couple so I go out to move them, step in a hole and go up to my chin! At this point we almost packed it in, but just couldn't bring myself to do it. Shooting light comes and we are in the blind with the heater going, icicles hanging off my eye lashes and every layer of clothing I have is turning to ice.
Not a ton of birds flying so we finally threw in the towel after I shot this little guy.
Was it really worth it?? You bet it was, every miserable second!
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