Monday, February 13, 2017

Waterfowl season is over

Last week was the last week for my waterfowl season. Mike and I went out twice, once to one of his properties and Friday we hit the water.
Wednesday- We got to Fred's stepped out the truck and realized the geese we were going to be hunting had roosted in the pond. While we looked the situation over we noticed something in the water closest to our shore. So I turned on my light and proceeded to walk closer. The closer we got the more confused we were. They didn't look like ducks and they weren't geese, so we continued to get closer. When we were within 15 yards I could finally make them out. They were snow geese... I have never seen a flock of 15 snow geese anywhere around here. Well needless to say once we were that close they took off. When they got up everything on the little pond got up. For the next 10 minutes it was nothing but flock after flock leaving the area. Well we got set up and could've quickly nailed down our limits. But we took our time, knowing we were going to stay the day in the hopes the snows would come back.
 The ducks and geese on that little pond offered a great show that went on all day. Once daylight started to wane we realized the snows were not going to return. Snow geese got the better of us again...
So we packed up our gear took the pics and headed home.
Friday we hit my water spot and toughed out the wind til around 2pm. We were a little late in arriving and had to push out the geese that had roosted there. We had a couple pairs come back and give a chance to bring geese home but we couldn't put steel on birds for whatever reason.
Oh well, we had to give it one last hoorah.
The only critters left now are coyotes and with the warm weather coming next week, I'm going to try to get out a couple times this week.

Thursday, February 2, 2017

Been a little lax this week

I've been out goose hunting 3 times this week and have been just a little lax in the hero pic department. Even though I been shooting geese every time I get out.
 Sean, Mike and I were out yesterday on a field that I've hunted before, but is now under new management. After some negotiating I got permission to hunt, so I called the boys and set the meet time at 5:45am. At 5:45 I was the only one at the designated meet location. A few phone calls and 45 minutes later we were on our way.Once we got set up and daylight was showing through I realized that we set up on the wrong little hill.
Strike one.
Once we were ready, with nothing flying, we decided the birds were going to be fashionably late. The first flock got there around noonish we had 6 come in and 4 leave. My bad I had the decoys too far up towards the blinds so the birds didn't swing and set where I wanted them to.
Strike two.
So I moved the decoys and waited and waited and listened to Sean snore and then waited some more.
20-30 minutes before sunset is when they started flying and they came in waves. We had a flock of 20-30 working with a four pack in front threating to land so I gave the order to, "take 'em", here's the rub. I told the guys that if you get a big flock to come in and we had some early setters that we would let them land and suck the rest in.
Strike three.
Long story short we had some opportunities that we quickly blew and once again couldn't hit the broad side of a barn from the inside.
Terrible shooting.
At least everyone told me they had a good time, and if you talk to anyone in the game that's what it's really all about.
 Right????
I think everyone would've had a really good time if their were 9 geese laying there, that's a good time.