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Got 12 walleye (dore blanche et noir) this afternoon. Lost a few more at the boat. I cooked roasted canvasbacks, fried hominy and collards for the boys for dinner tonight washed down by some Dickel No.8. We are in "Southern" Quebec, afterall. Kevin and I shot the cans over the ice at my club in Maryland in January. Fried walleye fillets tomorrow...the wind has picked up this evening and we are hoping for a better day tomorrow. Kevin and I will be shooting the lodge's prime spot in the morning, "the Bay", a marsh pond in the middle of their 1200 acres just off the big river. We have done good work there before... Destry will shoot solo on one of the canal blinds bordering the DU sanctuary...
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09-28-2011, 10:41 AM | #4 | ||||||
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In the blinds this morning at 0620, shooting commenced at 0630. Kevin and I limited out at 0702. Blacks, mallards and one ringneck. We saw hundreds of ducks. We then boated back to pick up Destry who had 4 down including a banded mallard drake. We set back into the reeds and watched him finish his limit with his big Parker on a black and a mallard in the next 10 minutes. We were back at the lodge by 0850. A trip into town and walleye fillets for dinner tonight
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09-28-2011, 10:58 AM | #5 | ||||||
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I haven't spent a lot of time in Quebec, but on one great hunting trip to Baie Comeau, when it was the "end of the paved road", the trip to town was very nice. I fell in love with a restaurant waitress who did more than her best to make me comfortable in post Rene Levesque Quebec. By the way, the love affair did not last much past breakfast.
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09-28-2011, 12:02 PM | #6 | ||||||
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don it sounds like yall are having a hunters dream come true... destrey got lucky killing one of those banded birds maybe he will give us the low down when he finds where that bird wasbanded at ...yep nothing like going over a good day in thefield by the fireside with a friend..these are the moments we live for....dont forget us old boys while your eating them old wall eyes....good shooting and fishing to yall.... charlie
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09-28-2011, 07:13 PM | #7 | ||||||
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We are literally at the end of a gravel road hard on the north bank of the St.Lawrence River east of St Ignace de Loyola in the NW corner of the wide spot in the great river known as Lac St. Pierre. The large marshes on the north bank are ancient staging areas for waterfowl heading south as well as being local breeding areas for great numbers of mallards, blacks and teal. While only 100 miles from the Vermont border, it is nonetheless, rural Quebec with English heard very rarely and a fiercely independent culture all its own. The big river dominates the people and the landscape much like the Mississippi does throughout its long course. The locals, including our hosts, are and have been "watermen" for many generations much like those I have hunted with for decades along the Chesapeake. There is that guarded sense one has in these places where the landscape still has a strong but fading hold on its people that you are intruding into a way of life that is slowly passing into a mediocre modernity. When you live your autumns going to where the ducks still are, you find these people still fixed in these solemn landscapes. But, in the words of a Canadian, Joanie Mitchell, whether these folks have the urge for going or not, only the ducks "have the wings to go"...
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09-28-2011, 10:05 PM | #8 | ||||||
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don you have a gift for words.. the discription of LAC ST. PIEREE has made me feel as though ive been there...may you boys gun barrels stay warm and the fishing lines taunt... charlie
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09-29-2011, 12:43 PM | #9 | ||||||
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Thank you for the kind words...it was raining heavily this morning when we pushed off in the heavy Stanley boat towards the Isle du Pas marshes. Another boat of local clients preceded us into the darkness... Things didn't look good. We dropped Destry off with Jacques, a client from Montreal at a blind along a canal facing the DU refuge. Kevin and I went another half mile down the canal and set up in a similar blind. The rain tapered off about 0645 as foolish black duck split from his mate and Kevin fired. It was the blackie's last mistake. After that it was pass shooting. By 1000 we had eeked out our limits. Mallards, the unfortunate black, a gadwall and a single bluebill hen. Destry and Jacques only managed seven by the time we pulled up stakes. Tonight, I'll cook up some ribs and "Pogo" our head guide is joining us for dinner. Two more days and weather is said to be improving...we'll see...
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09-30-2011, 12:07 PM | #10 | ||||||
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Day Four- We hunted the "the Bay" again this morning. Overcast skies, 55 degrees, a nice breeze from the west. Not as many duck in the honey hole today. The 3 of us hunted together and in 3 1/2 hours we took our limits of blacks, mallards, woodies and ringnecks...tomorrow we hunt and return home. As I write this, 2 newly renovated sinkboxes sit tied to the river bank. Banned in the US, these low slung batteries harken back to the heyday of the Parker gun and are still used in Lac St Pierre for divers in the big water offshore when the freeze drives them down from Upper Quebec. Perhaps in early November we'll be back...
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