Had an awesome week

My scouting on Sunday afternoon let me know my fields were void of waterfowl. So with my regular water spot dry this year I have had to find new areas to hunt. I started thinking about all the places I have hunted or intended to hunt and remembered a small lake about 45 min to an hour of where I am. Well desperate times calls for desperate measures so Monday morning found me on the way to a hopeful hot spot.
I rounded the corner to the launch and there were 4 cars in the parking lot with headlights bobbing everywhere. To me that means ,"they beat you here, go find something else." Fortunately I had devised a plan B so off to lake #2 which really isn't that far from my first lake.
I get to lake #2 and there's a car in the parking lot. This would be weird if I wasn't way out in the boonies, since I am this is downright unnerving. I did see a guy walking on the road on the way in so I thought maybe he just parks here and goes for his walk. The more I move the truck around and get the boat launched the more I'm thinking the drivers seat is laid down. Well I get launched and go to park the truck a car space from the car and there was a dude sleeping. So of course my first thought is "I hope he doesn't break into my truck".
I'm finally on the water to the spot I found on a contour map that should be shallow enough for me to set out my spread. I get to within 10 feet of shore and what looks like a foot of water, I jump out and immediately sink to my waist (I always hold on to the boat when I get out in an unfamiliar lake). After figuring out that I would be able to put out my spread (very cautiously) I got to work. I got done and got the boat in place just after shooting time started. As I was loading my gun I watched 4 mallards drop down on the other side of the lake I started thinking I set up in the wrong place. 13 minutes had gone past when a flock of mallards started working my end of the lake.... they got too close. When the smoke cleared I had 3 mallards on the water, and the 4 that had set down across from me came over to see what all the fuss was about.... bang. I had my mallard limit before 7:30am so I changed loads and waited for geese. I did have some geese come over by me but not close enough. While I was waiting for geese I did shoot 2 more ducks to fill my limit.

4 mallards, a ringneck and a gadwall hen

Since my success on Monday I decided to go back to #2 lake again on Tuesday. I had a spoonie hen come in and commit suicide about mid-day. Sorry no pic of the hen.
When I got home I cleaned my bird, changed clothes and headed out to scout for Wednesday. Since I was pretty sure I didn't have any birds around here I headed out to Toms to see what he had going on.
There was nothing.... until after shooting time then he had every goose in a 3 mile radius dropping into his field... found our Wednesday spot. So I called up my minion and decided to get at least one more gun in the field so I gave Brian a call. He gave me this song and dance that he just shot a deer and he had to clean it blah, blah, blah. I finagled him into giving me just a couple hours in the morning then he would have the rest of the day to cut up his deer.
Well we got to the field and we could see nothing... the fog was thick. Well Brian had to leave around 10 a.m. so I was really hoping the fog would burn off soon. It started to thin out by 8 a.m. and we started putting feathers on the ground. By 9 Brian had his limit and Sean and I each had 2, so Brian was going to take off and we were going to stay to try and fill our limits.
As it turns out Sean got one more and I each went home 1 short of limit.

Sean,Brian,Me

Oh, yeah, all the ducks flew early (after shooting time but still early) I was playing with the decoys, Brian was texting and I think Sean was sleeping. So no ducks today.