Date: 1/9 Thur
Time: morning
Location: mudhole
Cloud Cover: cloudy
Wind Direction and Velocity: easterly brisk
Temperature: 50s
Moon phase: full
Special Notes:Waterfowl Activity: Saw one or two distant flights of teal and just a much-too-occasional high flight of big ducks.
Waterfowl Responsiveness: Oddest thing was the mottled breaking out of a mile-high pintail flight I was hailing, touching its toes and dropping straight in.
Hunters: 1, Bruce's last morning.
Guns:Malfunctions:Dog(s): Wore the bug to a nub in the same boated-to area well NW of the blind, where he couldn't locate a tipped greenhead two(?) mornings ago, without success again. At least not until I made a "What the heck?" stop much closer to the boat run to check about the only other cut grass clump out there, and he came up with the bird in short order. Holy crap does my marking sometimes suck!
Special Equipment: sos been quick to kill the spinners for big ducks, as even the few local teal have been pushing off them, but I put them on for Bruce when Marsh and I took off to find the mallard, and a group of grays nearly landed on the west one before Bruce, who was watching me, noticed them and killed one.
Curses: Given how dead the marsh has been, I'm not griping.
Kudos: Especially since Bruce is such good slow day company, and we were blessed with a pretty big hunt by current standards.
Birds By Species: 1 gadwall, 4 mallards, 1 mottled and 1 shoveller
Photo Ops: "This stuff would sure be easier if you could mark, boss."
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