Skack Elite Refuge 
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                  2001 Location: Denton, Texas... Hook'em Horns! Posts: 
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                Hunting pics from HBB 
                  and Aransas area Christmas week hunts. 
                   Well fellas, 
                  I was lucky enough to get away from work for about 11 days and 
                  tried to hunt everyday that I could. I did take some days to 
                  rest as the hunting became slower as the week progressed. 
                  
  Started out on Wednesday the 17th at Hall's Bayou 
                  hunting with Drundel and Cajun Duckman....it was mighty slow 
                  but we had some good conversation. First morning we shot two 
                  full plumage bluewingers and watched a ringer die in mid air 
                  and then catch himself to fly off into the wild blue 
                  yonder.
  Thursday 18th was a hunt at HB specifically 
                  looking for a mottled drake for my wall. Cajun, Brad and 
                  myself scouted out some saltmarsh ponds Wednesday mid-day. 
                  Cajun walked out toward the pond and said it wouldn't be bad 
                  if we walked on the grass clumps (after almost burying two 4 
                  wheelers in it I thought we might be in trouble...should have 
                  checked it myself.) However I was almost guaranteed a motteld 
                  duck if I could make the 75 yard walk due to the amount of 
                  birds we saw. I said f-it let's do it.
  Thursday comes 
                  and we drive the ATV up to where the grass line changes and 
                  almost bury the ATV.....it can go no more. We get the ATV out 
                  and we then start our trek not knowing what we were getting 
                  into. Let me tell you a story about the nastiest, boggiest mud 
                  I have ever had the pleasure of walking through in the dark. 
                  As Cajun stated if you could stay on the grass clumps you 
                  would be alright, but nothing short of a friggin' 
                  balerina-balance beam gymnast could have balanced on those 
                  small clumps...not to mention hit them dead on in the dark. If 
                  you slid off it was bog up to your knee and sometimes your 
                  thigh. It took me almost 40 minutes to walk the 75 yards to 
                  the water's edge. At my weight I spent more time on my knees 
                  trying to get my leg out of the previous hole than I did 
                  standing up. Needless to say after 10 minutes into the walk, 
                  shooting my first mottled duck was looking less attractive by 
                  the second. After almost losing control of my bodily functions 
                  and having a "coming to Jesus meeting with myself" about me 
                  losing a lot of weight in 2004, I finally made it to the 
                  waters edge and found that the bottom in the water was quite 
                  hard. We threw out the four black duck decoys and I plopped my 
                  fat azz down to begin regaining my strength for the hunt. As 
                  light broke Brad made sure that I was to have first shot at 
                  all mottled ducks and he was to have it for all other ducks. 
                  We saw several mottleds, specks, snows and sandhills and got a 
                  single drake to come in right over the back two dekes. Splash, 
                  I've got my drake mottled duck.....no band but I am not 
                  particular. I've been looking forward to that day for 10 years 
                  now. Brad yelled...."Is it a drake?" I said 
                  "Yes...Woo-Hoo"...All I heard was a "Good...let's get the F$%# 
                  out of here." The walk out was pretty much the same as the 
                  walk in except the ATV seemed like it was moving away as we 
                  neared it. I was never so glad to touch an ATV in my 
                  life.
  I can say with absolutely zero pride lost that 
                  this was the most absolutely physical duck hunt I have ever 
                  been on and I have a new found respect for those of you that 
                  hunt the coastal saltmarsh. I am not saying that I have not 
                  been on some boggy freshwater hunts but none compare to what I 
                  did on Thursday honestly. My hats off to you.
  Here is a 
                  pic of my first "full plumage" blue winger 
                   Attachment: blue-wing drake -full plumage 
                  4.jpg This has been downloaded 143 time(s). 
                  
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                  Skack on 12-28-2003 at 08:36 PM 
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