Headed out to a cold and frozen marsh Sunday, packed in all our gear over 1/4 mi on ice, pounded out a hole for the dekes and sat in ice water all morning. My entire outer shell was frozen solid (really hard to walk in frozen waders) and the wind was howling. I could not have been happier! I think it strange that we hunters love to subject ourselves to that but I guess I see it as just enjoying all aspects of the outdoors! We did play with a flock of snows but they picked us apart throughout several passes (as usual). I did have the opportunity to hunt with some good friends, one being a 17 year old here in Lincoln who happens to be one of the best waterfowl callers I have ever met and one of the most die hard hunters to boot! Beautiful cold blustery morning…hunters – 0, geese – 1.
I did lose my good flashlight in the turbid water under the ice but after the hunt, I went back to the hole for some deep sea fishing and would you believe, half frozen solid and half soaking wet, I was able to find that light at the bottom of the lake in the mud! Now that is luck! The best part…the light was still on
Get em…out there!