The next morning was about the same as the first day, up and attem at 6:30am and down to the pit! Today Mike prepared a hearty pancake and sausages breakfast in the pit for our hungry group of hunters. Boy did that hit the spot.
As we patiently waited for more and more snow and blue geese to circle lower and lower into the spread, we couldn’t help but get spoiled as Mike refused to call the shot at over 30 yards. By noon we had already almost matched the previous days count.
Today the dogs were the stars of the show. Watching the young dogs in camp put it all together after 30 or 40 retrieves was very rewarding for their owners. The more seasoned retrievers showed their skill set by handling to perfection out to 300 yards in some cases, across the pond. There were many proud pappas that was for sure!
As the day came to an end, we had one more big flock finish as the sun got lower in the sky. After a 10 minute setup, the flock of 60 adult snows and blues finally made their way into gunning rage. Wings set and birds centered, Mike called the shot and birds rained out of the sky! If we had a dozen birds that splashed down into the water, it wouldn’t have surprised me.
The guides collected the last of the birds from the dog handlers and we tallied up over 65 birds by the end of the day. What more could you ask for with sunny skies, temps in the 70’s and snow geese across the entire sky! This was truly a day to remember.
That night at camp we had a lot to talk about, with one day left. The next morning we were expecting strong winds of up to 30 mph from the south. Although Mike expected we would have another great day in the pit, we were going to have to be on our game as it wasn’t going to take long for the birds to catch the winds and sail out of range once the guns were a blazin!