Waking up this morning, we were all filled with anticipation and ready for the hunt. Our normal store stop was PACKED with vehicles and hunters. Everyone rushing around grabbing last minute things, glad we weren't one of them. All we needed was a few bottles of water for this WARM mornings hike.
First birds shortly after shooting time was a pair, got both. Next was a single trying to sit on the whirligig. That made three. Next was a twenty bird flock that approached from the south, passing over the blind and dropping into the field to our north side. A quick cadence on the call caused them to hit the brakes and make a hard left. These birds spread out nicely and made a slow, low approach, they were set up perfectly. Well, I sit on the far right in the blind so I started three birds in from the left and called the shot. First shot was a hit, second didn't find its target and the third shot dropped another bird.
I really think the other three had emptied their guns before I fired my last shot, and there were only the two birds on the water. After a moment of silence, the ragging started. We had a good laugh and a good time. We pulled out around 8:10 to avoid the heat, and as always, while riding back to the truck, we stopped to watch a small flock work the decoys.
We will be back out in the morning. Reports for the area are similar to ours with some doing better than others. Not many limits. Our east blind hunters matched our bird count.
Ginger ready for the ride
I put ginger near the flapper to try to avoid collateral damage
We finally have good natural cover for the pit. Wasn't so the last couple of years.
Ginger with the birds