Saturday, December 20, 2008

Timber Hunt

Hi Don,

The river was flooded last weekend so I scouted puddle ducks in a little corner and we waded in there in the dark. It turned out to be even deeper than I had thought so we couldn’t get to the “honeyhole”. Too bad – it would have been one of those “Timber Hunts” like they do in the states on all the hunting shows! We had to settle for a more creative setup in the alders along the edge of the flooded field, but we still managed six ducks. Ruby had fun with the easy retrieves – a nice change from the Fundy Tides to be charging out into shoulder-deep freshwater. She did have an episode of “little miss independence” – deciding she was deaf to whistles and casts! I think that the commands went something like this: “BACK….. RUBY!!!! BACK…. BAAAAACCCCKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!!!! Oh FRIG it, do what you want!” The other funny moment was when she came to shore from a retrieve and her neoprene vest had slipped down to her hips – as if someone had pulled her pants down! The look on her face with her ears dropping as she stood there confused – holding the duck and looking at me with that “What the HELL?” look on her face – priceless. Unfortunately I was not quick enough with the camera.

Here’s a shot of “Little Miss Independent” with her harvest…


ruby


Cheers,
-Dave