It is the day before Thanksgiving and I thought I would update this blog since we had a very good day for a change. We ended today with 34 (give or take a duck) killed out of the camp.
This brings our total for the season up around 185. I will probably have to make a slight adjustment either up or down when I get the "official count" from the camp-house score board.
We are not near the "pace" that we were on at this time last year. In fact we are about 80 ducks behind. But, hey! It still ain't that bad. I've had worse.
The lake is still dropping and the salvinia (while not gone) isn't a big factor right now. What we really need is a straight northern front.
I hunted with Bob and his son, Coy, this morning. I really had a great time! The only thing you have to watch out for is Coy has this unpleasant trait of stealing your shotgun shells if he thinks you aren't watching. It does save him considerable money throughout the year. I think he learned this from his father.
Anyway, they were kind enough to have pity on me and allowed me to hunt with them and I thoroughly enjoyed every minute of it.