Duck seasons started.
Posted: September 2nd, 2006, 6:15 pm
Duck season started here on the 1st September and late this afternoon I went and sat in a hide on a field of barley stubble, to see what flighted in.
It was blowing a near gale, with low cloud, drizzling rain and almost dusk by 5 o'clock.
I was nearly fooled quite a few times by seagulls swooping down low to avoid the wind, as they headed back to the sea, about a mile away, but there seemed to be no ducks flying.
Well, I sat there for a couple of hours, the light faded fast, the wind got louder and I was just about wet enough to justify the walk home.
Then I heard a whistle and three wigeon almost took my head off, as I looked over the top of the hide.
It was too late to get a bead on them, as they had the wind in their tails, but I did see four shadows against the dark sky, slowly quartering the field against the wind.
As they approached the hedge I was sitting in, they dropped to within a few feet of the ground and I lost sight of them.
I was frantically straining my eyes for a clue as to where they were, when they suddenly flared up in front of me, to a height of about 25 yards.
I swung quickly and took a bird in front and took another as they veered away on the wind.
I found the first bird quickly as it fell right by the hide, but it took me about 15 minutes to find the other bird.
By now I was really wet and glad it wasn't a long walk home.
I don't hang wildfowl and I have just finished sitting in the garage and plucking and cleaning two plump corn fed mallard drakes.
They currently reside in my freezer.
Not a bad start to the season.
It was blowing a near gale, with low cloud, drizzling rain and almost dusk by 5 o'clock.
I was nearly fooled quite a few times by seagulls swooping down low to avoid the wind, as they headed back to the sea, about a mile away, but there seemed to be no ducks flying.
Well, I sat there for a couple of hours, the light faded fast, the wind got louder and I was just about wet enough to justify the walk home.
Then I heard a whistle and three wigeon almost took my head off, as I looked over the top of the hide.
It was too late to get a bead on them, as they had the wind in their tails, but I did see four shadows against the dark sky, slowly quartering the field against the wind.
As they approached the hedge I was sitting in, they dropped to within a few feet of the ground and I lost sight of them.
I was frantically straining my eyes for a clue as to where they were, when they suddenly flared up in front of me, to a height of about 25 yards.
I swung quickly and took a bird in front and took another as they veered away on the wind.
I found the first bird quickly as it fell right by the hide, but it took me about 15 minutes to find the other bird.
By now I was really wet and glad it wasn't a long walk home.
I don't hang wildfowl and I have just finished sitting in the garage and plucking and cleaning two plump corn fed mallard drakes.
They currently reside in my freezer.
Not a bad start to the season.