A Weak Duck Season So Far

It has been very sad, actually. Without going into too much detail, I have been wrestling with some personal issues and it has interfered some with the duck hunting. And just a few weeks ago, my dad passed away, keeping me out of the marshes and away from the creeks for any jump shooting of wood ducks for a couple of weeks. This year the ducks have been flying a bit safer than they normally would have been. The good news is, for the past couple of years, the big flocks of migrating ducks haven’t been showing up around here until after Thanksgiving. Weird how it works that I have the week after Thanksgiving off!

Trapper and I have managed get out a couple of times, though, with a grand take of three woodies. And any reader of this journal can just take for granted that I should have taken more ducks than I have. My shooting has been pathetic…

As far as the future of my duck hunting, well, here’s Ellie. A chocolate lab. She’s turning into a sneaky, slippery little thing, but she is a sweet girl and shows signs of being very smart and quick to catch on. Haven’t shot a gun around her, yet. She was born on Memorial Day of this year and I should have her out there getting used to gun fire by now, but…yep, I’ve had issues. Ah well, labs catch on very quickly.

Until next the time, take care -

Casey