Finally slipped into our marsh for farm releases today, via airboat and Cherry Ridge. Saw a grand total of two blackbellied whistling and one mottled duck between the two marshes and nothing but a few of the former over the ag lands en route to CR. Found two of the first three blinds we passed popped:
With the lucky ones having survived by vice of laziness. Last man guiding it was too lazy to pick up his decoys at season's end, much less put the lids on the blind. Same, it turned out, was true of two of the last three, except one man did have his decoys picked up but didn't get around to getting his lids on. Thought maybe I'd been incredibly lucky as we approached the mudhole:
But it turned out to be that it, too, had popped, only on the same corners of opposite ends, causing it to roll on its side:
Which will be a real treat to right and reset. Also couldn't help but note that with most of the marsh looking clean and open, the mudhole appeared to remain it's usual mess of lumpy flotant. Was in a hurry with scads of little tatailles to cut loose and didn't pause for a better look, so I guess we'll see when the water goes down enough to start rehabbing for teal. (Speaking of which, another storm cell is rolling through as I type.)
The good news, other than the open blinds that didn't pop, is that we checked the boathouse and found everything afloat, though a bateau had broken free and was adrift outside and very nearly sunk, along with its new Go-Devil, by rain:
And I got that remedied.
Really, really ready for the water to drop enough to get to work.