Date: 11/12
Time: morning
Location: Mudhole
Cloud Cover: cloudy heavy overcast
Wind Direction and Velocity: Zip to light ENE
Temperature: cool
Moon phase: Special Notes:Waterfowl Activity: So scary slow we were in "ducks is ducks" mode from the onset.
Waterfowl Responsiveness: Good news was that it was a whole lot quieter than yesterday, and we were much more apt to get game where we needed it before someone banged it out. Still enough that I generally stuck with the teal and miscellaneous cut Daisy Cutter for everything, large or small.
Hunters: 2, Dillon and Moe
Guns:Malfunctions:Dog(s): Marsh had his first long mark of the season on a tipped crip and pegged it.
Special Equipment: SOS
Curses: One dog ramp strut let go and needed repaired after. And, of course, the lack of game - and worry for the weekdays ahead with little pressure and no weather to move them from places they'd rather be.
kudos: Nice guys, and we eked out a nice hunt.
Birds By Species: 3 bw teal, 2 canvasbacks, 1 gadwall, 2 gw teal, 1 mallard, 1 mottled, 1 ringneck, 5 scaup and 2 shovellers
Photo Ops: A most undignified shot of "the bug" hauling "the king" and two hitch-hiking Dakota mallards:
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Lagniappe: Divers made me look like I knew my business, as I'd just told the guys that the jacks would buzz but not land in the little pothole, and if they did, it was because they were really dogris when a dozen dogris dropped in and landed despite our gunfire. We see so few that I wasn't even sure of the limit, so we let the dog chase the living out without shooting. That mess prompted me to note that redheads and cans were just as rare and stupid, and sure enough a pair of passing cans made a hard 90 to the call and came in like parking school buses.
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