Monday, October 29, 2012

Maryland Early Duck, Take Two

Tidal river hunting, upper eastern shore of Maryland
With not much improvement in weather planned over the season's first hunt, I set out with a new hunting partner on Maryland's upper eastern shore to hunt resident wood ducks on the River.

With so many ducks known to be around, I wouldn't have predicted that we wouldn't hear whistling wings before shooting time.  But it was silent.





As the sun started to come up, we found out that it was only the birds who were silent.  We were treated to the sight of whitetail bucks crossing the muddy river one at a time for about an hour.  Several got within earshot of us, figured something was up, and waded the 200 yards back across.


We finally were treated to a few flights of wood ducks - most of them about 20 ducks each, about 75 yards out in the river, moving from one fixed point to the other.  No question that these local ducks knew where they were headed (and it wasn't to our blind).   I also have to admit that we had a trio of woodies arc directly over the blind at high speed, about 15 yards up in the sky.  We didn't see them coming and pledged, "Next ones that fly that way are OURS."  Needless to say, no more ducks flew that way. Tim's retriever Gibson was none to please with our lack of shooting.


All in all, it was another beautiful October morning, and I felt blessed to be out in the duck blind again.  Tim and I had met when he took me up on an anonymous offer of my old decoys (free).  It was really neat to see my decoys (which sadly, hadn't been in the water in the last three years that I owned them) in somebody else's spread.  As a friendly (but unrequired) quid pro quo for the decoys, he offered a spot in his blind to me.  Hopefully he'll invite me out again, but you never know how those things will play out.  It's October.  Life is good.





1 comment:

The Reverend Fowl ™ said...

You guys hunted Franken-storm, an historical event.