Things were quite slow in the duck camp this past weekend. What started with flocks of teal sitting in our decoys minutes before legal shooting ended with basically no birds. My partner and I bagged a total of four for the weekend, and if not for three Canada geese taken, our haul would have been pathetic.
Reports of a nearby lake were gangbusters, and that has me worried. Literally less than three miles away they were bagging 20+ birds, where on our lake we were lucky to see 20 birds total. What's wrong with our lake and our habitat? Perhaps the ducks see the same thing I do when they look at our water - a sick green color caused by extensive farm runoff. Big ag, in all its murky, disgusting, and revolting form.
Will things get better? We stand a chance. Previous seasons like this were salvaged by middle season redheads, canvasbacks, and mallards. Unfortunately, we're weeks away from them getting here, so our only choice is to wade out into the green filthy water and wait.
It could be a very tough season, indeed.
Tuesday, September 25, 2018
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