Get jonbryan.com via email!
Show tagged entries
Entries tagged as green wing teal
Sunday, September 16. 2012
Getting up before the chickens, I got to Patrickâ€™s house at 4:30 AM and Brian his neighbor had overslept, however we were on the road by 4:50. Our drive, except for the dozing was uneventful and we pulled up to the â€œHoney Holeâ€ an hour before shooting time.
Posted by Jon Bryan in Hunting at 08:05 | Comments (0) | Trackbacks (0)
Thursday, January 19. 2012
Last Saturday, Patrick Berg and Brian had limited out at the Honey Hole, a good norther was coming, it was very windy and cloudy, so this past Monday, Mickey Donahoo, Patrick and I went there for a go at the ducks. We walked into a new spot sheltered from the wind, put out our decoys that included a flying Mojo duck and a feeding one, built us some ground blinds and waited for the ducks.
Twenty minutes before shooting time there was no mad rush of ducks like on our past trips so we began wondering what was going on? Shooting time, still no ducks and 10 minutes later a flight o 5 big ducks circled our decoys and set their wings, big ducks, probably mallards, but we couldnâ€™t identify them in the gloom. Seeing them more clearly, their orange feet standing out, I picked out two flying almost together, one a greenhead, the other a hen, I shot them, they plopped into the water and I swung on one making tracks for safer climes! This was an easy shot, the greenhead was climbing and gaining altitude and all I had to do was set the front sight on him and bam, he tumbled into the water.
We had fair shooting for the next 20 minutes, fair shooting, but excellent dog work, we bagged 4 more, then it stopped, nothing was flying, so we packed everything up and walked out.
Not a bad mornings hunt, our bag was 3 mallards, 2 gadwall, a teal and a ring neck, pictured above. We then made tentative plans to make another trip on Thursday.
Before sunup on Thursday, we were creeping into a strange area on the other side of the Honey Hole, creeping because we were following the map on Patrickâ€™s hand held. Finally arriving at the spot, we got out and began unloading, loaded up the cart and headed for a spot blocked from the wind.
We picked out a nice spot (to us), a secluded little opening in the weeds where we placed the decoys, positioned our ground blinds and waited for shooting time. Shooting time came and went, a lot of ducks were flying, but our decoys attracted no attention. The ducks were landing about a hundred yards out from our decoys, so we decided to move closer to the action. Going into high gear, we moved the ground blinds and decoys, but all of this took up 15 more minutes. Thirty minutes into our hunt, we hadnâ€™t popped a cap!
Finally a ring neck buzzed past the decoys, looked them over, set wings and bam, Patrick dropped him. This started a trickle of ducks, all of us scoring, but we only knocked down 3 more ring necks, a single teal and a gadwall drake, 6 ducks after missing the best part. Patrick had a lunch appointment so at 9:00 AM we cut it off, packed up and headed back to Goldthwaite.
Hereâ€™s Mickey and our morning haul.
Posted by Jon Bryan in Hunting at 12:34 | Comments (0) | Trackbacks (0)
Friday, January 6. 2012
This past Monday, way before sunup, Mickey Donahoo, Patrick Berg and I met at the Baptist Church and loaded everything into Patrickâ€™s truck, then headed off for the Honey Hole, see my post of December 22, 2011, â€œCovered Upâ€. On our arrival there were 2 more hunters getting ready to walk in, but they told us they werenâ€™t going in very far, so we decided to walk the extra half-mile to give them plenty of room. In the dark, we loaded everything on to Patrickâ€™s cart (pulled by him of course) and headed on out.
Getting the decoys out, including our Mojo duck, setting up our ground blinds, we finished everything 20 minutes before legal shooting time and waited for the sun to come up. Ten minutes before shooting time, one bunch of teal swooped by, circled around, set their wings, looked over our spread, didnâ€™t like something and headed off for a safer destination. This time we werenâ€™t treated to a â€œduck explosionâ€, but had to settle for singles and doubles, creating a problem for yours truly!
Wanting to shoot 3-inch shells, I had left my twelve gauge, autoloader (2-3/4 shells only) at home and took my O/U, that turned out to be a big mistake for me! The O/U is a great gun for shooting clay birds or pigeons, see my post of March 6, 2008, â€œThe Pigeon Shootâ€. The gun handles well, points sweetly, but for shooting fast flying, teal, itâ€™s a little barrel heavy and unlike spring, summer and fall shooting sports, when youâ€™re bundled up for the cold, it doesnâ€™t shoulder very good!
For the first 2 teal, I was â€œa day late and a dollar shortâ€, with Mickey and Patrick knocking down both birds. Mumbling under my breath, I hadnâ€™t yet figured out the problem, all I could do was cover back up and wait for the next ones. The next teal was a crossing shot that Mickey downed before I could even get the gun pointed, then the wind changed from our backs, the north, to the west, now blowing from our right to the left.
Being on the right of our set up, the birds were now decoying to my right in a spot between the edge of our spread and a dozen coots, confidence decoys that Patrick had put out to help draw in the ducks. As the first 2 teal plopped into the opening, my partners sprung to the attack, firing 2 shots and splashing both. This was nice, making our total 5 ducks, but their shots were fired over my head, not to my liking.
Sitting out the rest of the morning, I didnâ€™t take any more shots, only dispatching a couple of cripples and like my daddy once said, "Boy, if you got limits each time out, they'd call it shooting instead of hunting." Not a good day for me, a big fat zero on ducks, but Mickey and Patrick did limit out making our drive home bearable.
However, there is a sequel to this story. For Christmas Layla gave me a .17 HMR revolver, better said she surprised me, literally floored me, however there was a problem with the pistol. The pistol wouldnâ€™t cycle properly and the spent shells wouldnâ€™t eject. Taking it back to where she purchased it, they allowed me to swap them the malfunctioning pistol for a new, pump shotgun that will handle 3-1/2, 3 and 2-3/4 inch shells. Weâ€™re going back to the Honey Hole on Saturday and Iâ€™ll let everyone know how well (I hope) it works.
Posted by Jon Bryan in Hunting at 08:05 | Comments (0) | Trackbacks (0)
Thursday, December 22. 2011
Wednesday morning, up well before the sun, in fact 3:30 AM, I hurried to dress and grab a bite of breakfast, then went to town and met Brian Jernigan and Patrick Berg, for the drive to the Honey Hole, a name accurately assigned to this spot by Brian. This was a new one for me, duck hunting near Goldthwaite! You actually think of the central Texas area a prime deer country, let me tell you it is that, but adequate fall rains can make this a duck paradise!
After a short drive we arrived at the Honey Hole, unloaded the truck and Patrickâ€™s lab, Tank, loaded everything but the guns on his ingenious cart, pulled by him, of course and walked in over a half mile to a likely looking spot, then the work started. Along with a â€œMojoâ€ duck, Patrick put out the decoys, while Brian and I set up the ground blinds and snuggled into them to wait for shooting time.
After being so busy, under our layers of clothes, we were sweating. The temp was around 30, because we could see ice collecting on the â€œpullâ€ cords, my feet were cold too, but as shooting time neared everything started to warm up!
The ball would start at 6:58, sun up, but for the 10 minutes before we could shoot, we were treated to a show of ducks, weâ€™d never seen before! Hundreds of ducks, big ones and little ones, buzzed by us, with some even landing among the decoys, you talk about apprehension as Patrick counted down to shooting time, â€œ5 minutesâ€¦ 3 minutesâ€¦ 30 seconds,â€ then, â€œTake â€˜um!â€ In out excitement we probably took 7 or 8 shots, and only knocked down a single, green wing teal, but for the next 3 hours, we shot many holes in the sky, but still succeeded in getting our limits, 6 ducks each. Even after all these years, Iâ€™m still not sold on steel shot!
It didnâ€™t matter if we were covered up in the blinds, or sitting up exposed, the ducks still bored in on our spread. The picture shows Brian, Patrick and the dog, watching some ducks flying to the right of us, and kudus to Tank, for doing excellent work retrieving the downed ducks!
Having our combined limits of 18 ducks, we knocked off a little before 10:00 AM, started picking up the decoys, folding the ground blinds, picking up all of our spent hulls and the last thing we added to the load was the â€œMojoâ€ decoy. All of our movement didnâ€™t deter the ducks from piling in, we probably had 10 to 15 other shots we could have taken, but having our limit, we declined!
Hot shooting, as this picture of Patrick, Tank and our limits, attests.
Itâ€™s a shame the young guys have to work, because I could do this every day!
Posted by Jon Bryan in Hunting at 10:02 | Comments (0) | Trackbacks (0)
(Page 1 of 1, totaling 4 entries)
Original content in this work is licensed under a Creative Commons License
SEO and Website Development by tekRESCUE