Date: 1/27/16
Time: morning
Location: UDL borrowed for the morning from a gracious friend
Cloud Cover: partly
Wind Direction and Velocity: whipping out of the north
Temperature: cold
Barometer:Moon phase: 87% waning
Special Notes: Waterfowl Activity: Had chosen to hunt the spot this morning hoping the wind would help keep my shots from disturbing a crosswind body on the next place over, which it did, and that trafficking birds would be flying low in it, which they didn't. Most took advantage of a shear they flew above.
Waterfowl Responsiveness: First group of specks to break down in my direction blew past my call and tiny "Charlie and Agnes" spread and lit mid field without circling, which told me they'd used it for a while and made me think I was on the "X" - until they left for no apparent reason 15 or 20 minutes later, making me wonder if the cold had them abandoning the green field for rice somewhere else. Also wasn't encouraging that birds leaving the body to my west weren't giving my field so much as a glance on their way to points elsewhere. But I got on the next little bunch of specks to break down in my direction while they were well out and they slipped and flipped straight in to the call as if on a beacon for an easy bip-bap double.
Hunters: Just Marsh and I
Guns:Malfunctions:Dog(s): We'd initially set up in a spot better suited to the pup's sadly incomplete level of training and lack of experience but abandoned it to put more distance between us and the neighboring body of birds and ended up in a little mung bush spider hole along a canal bank that limited marking and handling to birds falling on the wrong side. Something quite apt to happen in the stiff wind. And it did. Marsh only marked the left bird of my double, which he handled like a vet, but while he took a good line to where I thought the other might be and carried it beyond the high canal levee to where I could see he was making a good hunt, that came up empty. Though he was plainly unenthused about being asked to try again on an amended line, he did as ordered, this time not carrying the line far enough beyond the high barrier for me to see what, if anything, he was up to. But when I did see him again, he was way the heck down the canal and coming back on my side with his still lively bird in tow. Good pup.
Special Equipment: 2 decoys
Curses: After we'd been so careful not to run anything off, a big orange Sikorsky looking and sounding helicopter came across low enough to run everything but the cows out of its path.
Kudos: Was a sweet morning for which I'm most indebted to my benefactor. Pretty tickled with how things worked out with the pup, too.
Birds By Species: 2 specks
Photo Ops: Left bird:
Waaaaaay, as it turned out, right bird:
Marsh looking uncharacteristically dignified for his hero shot:
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Lagniappe: