Nothing beats a day sitting in a mud hole, when a group of 30 Colorado geese are backpedaling over the lids. Wow, we sure had a great time these last few hunts in corn fields along the Front Range.
The first day, we had set up quite a few decoys including Dakota, Avery and Big Feet. Not soon after the set up we had small to large groups circling, feet down and bouncing off the ground. Good calling and flagging resulted in a goose filled day ending around 9:30, for six goose bound enthusiasts.
The second day, just before the storm, we managed to end up with a healthy bag of ducks and geese. Beginning with a slow start, there were still quite a few birds in the sky but they were just not committing. So, we decided to re-assemble our plastic flock. After the adjustment, the birds were working right away, dropping feet and landing just a few feet off our lids. In the afternoon the wind picked up quite a bit and then the Mallards came screaming in by the hundreds and soon after by the thousands. Having no duck decoys or a mojo we were still able to have some unlucky ducks give it up, real hard. What an amazing sight to see that many ducks forming together like a tornado and seeing all the cupped wings from the geese as well.
The final day, with a very strong wind, we set up out of a corn field that was just recently cut, out of layout blinds. As soon as everyone was in their coffin blind the geese were right on top fighting the wind in their final approach. It was definitely cold but when the birds are right off the deck those frozen fingers begin to feel like the Benelli or Winchester, itself.
The only thing left to say is “Pigs Really Do Fly!”