Not too long up here really, opens in Canada on the 3rd weekend in September.
Just talked to my farmer friend, the sunflowers are looking good for a September 1st dove opener down at home. Corn in the wetland is looking good as well, and plenty of water in the big pond.
He's trying some shorter corn in the duck hole this year. The stuff he's been planting is so tall it's hard for them to get to unless the water is high. He had a near flood on the place last year and it raised the water up to the tops of the stalks. We murdered them for two days till the water fell again, once it passed mid stalk there wasn't a duck on the place. We were taking our life in our own hands hunting during that flood. The water was coming in off a big creek and it was ripping through the wetland like a hurricane tide. We had to hunt out of an old boat blind and even getting it on the water was a challenge.
There was a shot on one of those hunts I'll never forget. We'd had a mallard drake cut a little wide and try to settle out past the end of the decoys around 50 yards. Didn't see any point in letting him sit down then swim off into the corn tops and pull every duck that came by so I stood up and threw a shot his way. Got lucky and knocked him down dead. I remember just as I shot seeing a flash of wing out past the duck but didn't pay much attention. We ran the boat out to get him and just as I was leaning over to pick him up my buddy said "What's that?". I stood up and looked, about 20 yards further on there was a dead grey duck laying in the water. We motored over and picked it up, fresh dead not even stiff yet with one shot hole right through the neck. I'd killed that duck too, though I never really even saw it. The old bird just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time I guess.
DLH
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I was as virtuously given as a gentleman need to be; virtuous enough; swore little; diced not above seven times a week; went to a bawdy-house once in a quarter--of an hour; paid money that I borrowed, three of four times; lived well and in good compass: and now I live out of all order, out of all compass. Falstaff - Henry IV
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