I call this one my frostbite goose because I couldn't feel my foot until I made it the 650 yards to the car.
I have since moved up to BBB hevi-metal I'll let'cha know how that works out.
Wednesday found me in a field hoping to get some action. I haven't been seeing any geese in my fields but I knew they were passing over this field to get to another field.
I was done by noon.
I thought I had some really good video of this hunt but Jack Frost zapped my battery.
I could've loaded the truck up with all the geese I had trying to land.
This goose just wouldn't leave, I already had limit and this guy fell in love with my decoys. He stayed there while I picked up and needed the last of my decoys.
The real goose is just beyond the feeder goose.
Thursdays hunt was on a local river, I have permission to cross a buddy's property to get to it. I only brought a dozen decoys, but I really didn't need more than that. I set up at noon and had to wait until 5 to get some action. The weather this day was also a little extreme: the temps were in the 4 degree range with winds at 20 mph gusting to 30. I think I was a little hypothermic by the time the action started, I just didn't feel on top of my game which would explain this.......
It took me 45 minutes and any other chance I would've had at filling my limit but I finally caught up with that dead goose.
As you can see I have some storage issues.
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