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I lose some and find some each year. Will lose two, maybe three, and find five to ten times as many.

Have found names and numbers on them before. Calling the number usually finds they changed numbers...

So if your name is Dean White, come and get your decoy.

I have one that says AB on the bottom. You ever hunt Nayanquing point WMA Betty?

NuffDaddy wrote:I have one that says AB on the bottom. You ever hunt Nayanquing point WMA Betty?

Nope.
My decoys say either Mike Ries or Acorn on them.

I only found four this year but I haven't walked the marsh at all like I normally do.

i like sitting in the blind and instead of firing up the boat and moving all around flaring birds just waving goodbye to unhinged decoys. drives my buddies crazy and theyre not even theirs.

Found three greenhead gear coots this year. Lost one G&H hen canvasback with a swivel head that did not belong to me.

NuffDaddy wrote:I have one that says AB on the bottom. You ever hunt Nayanquing point WMA Betty?

Probably a traveler from another forum, Betty was first to have it and the next guy lost it.

Mornin Beef wrote:i like sitting in the blind and instead of firing up the boat and moving all around flaring birds just waving goodbye to unhinged decoys. drives my buddies crazy and theyre not even theirs.

Stop use junk line and you won't lose decoys or have to fire up the boat.

Bufflehead wrote:

Mornin Beef wrote:i like sitting in the blind and instead of firing up the boat and moving all around flaring birds just waving goodbye to unhinged decoys. drives my buddies crazy and theyre not even theirs.

Stop use junk line and you won't lose decoys or have to fire up the boat.

Use a little longer line and a little heaver weight. Texas rigged decoys are easy to loose unless they are thrown right.

Throw em like this

I loaned my floaters out this past season. The next time I hunted the spot he took my decoys to, I found one of my own...

Feelin' Fowl wrote:I loaned my floaters out this past season. The next time I hunted the spot he took my decoys to, I found one of my own...

Don't be too hard on your buddy. No harm done.
Decoys are easy to replace. Hunting buddies, not so much.

aunt betty wrote:

Feelin' Fowl wrote:I loaned my floaters out this past season. The next time I hunted the spot he took my decoys to, I found one of my own...

Don't be too hard on your buddy. No harm done.
Decoys are easy to replace. Hunting buddies, not so much.

It's just a decoy, and he felt horrible. Happy to have found it though.

Feelin' Fowl wrote:I loaned my floaters out this past season. The next time I hunted the spot he took my decoys to, I found one of my own...

Over the years, I'd accumulated better than 300 lost or deserted (on lands we leased) decoys that I scattered far and wide from my rice field blind to help keep it from looking like a rice field blind (flooded fields with a big wad of "ducks" near a levee and nothing else around). But when I moved to my current pothole, I started doling them out to other guides to use and have seen the great majority disappear over the past eight seasons.

Fast forward to yesterday morning when I decided it was plain one of our young, lazy-assed "guides" wasn't going to pick up his decoys, much less button up the pit he'd hunted most mornings. So I bopped on out there, mucked out the pit and put the covers on it, all the while pondering whether to leave his decoys in the field and hope the farmer plowed them under or pick them up myself and toss them in the camp slush pile. Chose the later and started picking up, only to be reminded that they were, in fact, decoys I had loaned the fellow.

And while I'm in a "Get off my lawn." mood concerning that young genius, I'll add that another of his ventures played out in the blind. Was no surprise that the blind, itself, was a swamp of litter and fermenting grass, I'd fussed him more than once about how I'd found his blind when making afternoon hunts there. Even had to get on him twice about using a board for a seat that still had a mess of bent over nails in it that were catching on people's clothes. Second time I handed him a hammer along with the admonition and was silly enough to think that was that. Then yesterday, when I threw the board seat out of the blind to facilitate cleaning, I saw that our hero hadn't pulled a nail, just straightened the bent over points on one side of the board and drove them down into it leaving the heads sticking out the other. That, ladies and germs is lazy.

Mornin Beef wrote:i like sitting in the blind and instead of firing up the boat and moving all around flaring birds just waving goodbye to unhinged decoys. drives my buddies crazy and theyre not even theirs.

this is so much funnier if you read it visualizing that one blind boat you posted beef, good stuff

Rick wrote:

Feelin' Fowl wrote:I loaned my floaters out this past season. The next time I hunted the spot he took my decoys to, I found one of my own...

Over the years, I'd accumulated better than 300 lost or deserted (on lands we leased) decoys that I scattered far and wide from my rice field blind to help keep it from looking like a rice field blind (flooded fields with a big wad of "ducks" near a levee and nothing else around). But when I moved to my current pothole, I started doling them out to other guides to use and have seen the great majority disappear over the past eight seasons.

Fast forward to yesterday morning when I decided it was plain one of our young, lazy-assed "guides" wasn't going to pick up his decoys, much less button up the pit he'd hunted most mornings. So I bopped on out there, mucked out the pit and put the covers on it, all the while pondering whether to leave his decoys in the field and hope the farmer plowed them under or pick them up myself and toss them in the camp slush pile. Chose the later and started picking up, only to be reminded that they were, in fact, decoys I had loaned the fellow.

And while I'm in a "Get off my lawn." mood concerning that young genius, I'll add that another of his ventures played out in the blind. Was no surprise that the blind, itself, was a swamp of litter and fermenting grass, I'd fussed him more than once about how I'd found his blind when making afternoon hunts there. Even had to get on him twice about using a board for a seat that still had a mess of bent over nails in it that were catching on people's clothes. Second time I handed him a hammer along with the admonition and was silly enough to think that was that. Then yesterday, when I threw the board seat out of the blind to facilitate cleaning, I saw that our hero hadn't pulled a nail, just straightened the bent over points on one side of the board and drove them down into it leaving the heads sticking out the other. That, ladies and germs is lazy.

brew gun guides down there?

jehler wrote:brew gun guides down there?

Does brewgun have a screw gun? Tried raising a floor board to bail standing water from one of our pits I wanted to speck hunt and found some brilliant soul had screwed them all down to the joists they lay on, so there's no way to remove water below the wooden floor's level - and, thus, no reason to have the floor in there at all.

But they apparently "fixed" that new problem by installing a dust pan to help get most of the water off the top of the wood.

jehler wrote:

Rick wrote:

Feelin' Fowl wrote:I loaned my floaters out this past season. The next time I hunted the spot he took my decoys to, I found one of my own...

Over the years, I'd accumulated better than 300 lost or deserted (on lands we leased) decoys that I scattered far and wide from my rice field blind to help keep it from looking like a rice field blind (flooded fields with a big wad of "ducks" near a levee and nothing else around). But when I moved to my current pothole, I started doling them out to other guides to use and have seen the great majority disappear over the past eight seasons.

Fast forward to yesterday morning when I decided it was plain one of our young, lazy-assed "guides" wasn't going to pick up his decoys, much less button up the pit he'd hunted most mornings. So I bopped on out there, mucked out the pit and put the covers on it, all the while pondering whether to leave his decoys in the field and hope the farmer plowed them under or pick them up myself and toss them in the camp slush pile. Chose the later and started picking up, only to be reminded that they were, in fact, decoys I had loaned the fellow.

And while I'm in a "Get off my lawn." mood concerning that young genius, I'll add that another of his ventures played out in the blind. Was no surprise that the blind, itself, was a swamp of litter and fermenting grass, I'd fussed him more than once about how I'd found his blind when making afternoon hunts there. Even had to get on him twice about using a board for a seat that still had a mess of bent over nails in it that were catching on people's clothes. Second time I handed him a hammer along with the admonition and was silly enough to think that was that. Then yesterday, when I threw the board seat out of the blind to facilitate cleaning, I saw that our hero hadn't pulled a nail, just straightened the bent over points on one side of the board and drove them down into it leaving the heads sticking out the other. That, ladies and germs is lazy.

brew gun guides down there?

Shhh, I don't want the IRS finding out about my other job.

Rick wrote:

jehler wrote:brew gun guides down there?

Does brewgun have a screw gun? Tried raising a floor board to bail standing water from one of our pits I wanted to speck hunt and found some brilliant soul had screwed them all down to the joists they lay on, so there's no way to remove water below the wooden floor's level - and, thus, no reason to have the floor in there at all.

But they apparently "fixed" that new problem by installing a dust pan to help get most of the water off the top of the wood.

I know what to do with a hammer AND I have my own. I clean pits and blinds cuz I like a neat and tidy spot that is safe. No worrying about tangling up feet in beer cans and shotshell boxes etc.
I want that guy's job next fall.

First thing a guide needs is another job to make ends meet.

Rick wrote:First thing a guide needs is another job to make ends meet.

Rub it in.
Here.
Salt...

Rick wrote:First thing a guide needs is another job to make ends meet.

Heed these words well for he speaks the truth.

Yeah. No wonder you have idiots that can't pull a nail working for ya.

jehler wrote:

Mornin Beef wrote:i like sitting in the blind and instead of firing up the boat and moving all around flaring birds just waving goodbye to unhinged decoys. drives my buddies crazy and theyre not even theirs.

this is so much funnier if you read it visualizing that one blind boat you posted beef, good stuff

Ha! Its true though. These days if its not one of my herters I aint chasing it until i have to go out for a bird. if it aint around I say fuck it. Ive chased so many in my day that i know what your sacrificing i.e., relaxtion, birds, etc etc. I say to my buddies i didnt wake up balls early and risk my life to get here to just start wrangling decoys all morning, they goneeee, relax. I remember one time my buddy bought some line that would not hold a knot. super slippery string and after we got back into the blind and the sun started showing it was evident that all dozen of the new ringnecks we rigged we're sailing.

Mornin Beef wrote:

jehler wrote:

Mornin Beef wrote:i like sitting in the blind and instead of firing up the boat and moving all around flaring birds just waving goodbye to unhinged decoys. drives my buddies crazy and theyre not even theirs.

this is so much funnier if you read it visualizing that one blind boat you posted beef, good stuff

Ha! Its true though. These days if its not one of my herters I aint chasing it until i have to go out for a bird. if it aint around I say fuck it. Ive chased so many in my day that i know what your sacrificing i.e., relaxtion, birds, etc etc. I say to my buddies i didnt wake up balls early and risk my life to get here to just start wrangling decoys all morning, they goneeee, relax. I remember one time my buddy bought some line that would not hold a knot. super slippery string and after we got back into the blind and the sun started showing it was evident that all dozen of the new ringnecks we rigged we're sailing.

You might be the only person I've met who has problems with decoys coming untied.

Your shoes fall off your feet to?

Olly wrote:

Mornin Beef wrote:

jehler wrote:

Mornin Beef wrote:i like sitting in the blind and instead of firing up the boat and moving all around flaring birds just waving goodbye to unhinged decoys. drives my buddies crazy and theyre not even theirs.

this is so much funnier if you read it visualizing that one blind boat you posted beef, good stuff

Ha! Its true though. These days if its not one of my herters I aint chasing it until i have to go out for a bird. if it aint around I say fuck it. Ive chased so many in my day that i know what your sacrificing i.e., relaxtion, birds, etc etc. I say to my buddies i didnt wake up balls early and risk my life to get here to just start wrangling decoys all morning, they goneeee, relax. I remember one time my buddy bought some line that would not hold a knot. super slippery string and after we got back into the blind and the sun started showing it was evident that all dozen of the new ringnecks we rigged we're sailing.

You might be the only person I've met who has problems with decoys coming untied.

Your shoes fall off your feet to?

Use a bowline knot and see how it goes.
Have never had that knot come untied.

Loop the rope, the right end is called "the rabbit".
The rabbit runs through the loop, around the tree, and back into the loop. Ok?

Any sportsman who does not know this knot needs to. Its a life-saver.
Right Olly?

I can tie a bowline around myself without even thinking. Practice doing it!