Friday, we decided to head to the causeway after daylight, and scout birds to hunt. Did not see many ducks in most places we checked, and finally set up in the corner of a large bay. Had one group of Gadwalls pitch within the first 30 minutes, and other than the first shot stone, the rest made it out alive. Did not have any other birds work the bay, and by 2:00 p.m., said to heck with it and picked up.
Saturday, I took a break from the ducks, and took my girlfriend fishing. Bought 6 dz live shrimp and headed South, in search of Redfish and Specks. Spent an hour or so, pecking different spots with no luck, so we changed gears and headed North. Back to drop fishing for bass, and with the beginning of a neap tide, the fish were slow to bite. Moved around to several places and culled a nice mess of fish, with Jenny catching her largest bass to date, 4.66 lbs.
While we were bass fishing Saturday, I took the time to scout a few spots for Sunday, and found a few teal stacked up in a hole. Cut a couple bundles of cane on our way home, and was back over there at 4:00 a.m. Sunday. have a good friend and fellow duck hunter that had motor issues just before the opener, so I called and had him meet me over there. The warmer weather brought out our buddy, Mr. Fog, and it made for an interesting run up the river. Made it to our spot without incident, and set up a blind in the buggy whips of the South bank. The teal trickled in, but not in the numbers I had seen the day before, but enough to make it interesting. By 9:00 a.m., we had 6 green wings and 2 blue wings in the boat, and were ready to call it a day, when I heard a goose calling. Looked to the South and saw a lone Blue heading our way, not 35 yds high, and he came right over us...........sorry Mr. Goose!
A full weekend for me, and damn if I'm not a little sore.........but it's a good sore
