What a beautiful sunrise this morning. At about 7:20 a.m. as the sun was rising, I could hear the duck hunters down in Denton Slough. There must be more ducks in as this is the first time I've heard them shooting at daylight this year.
Jon, JP and David have had many duck hunting adventures beginning with the one when they had a blind at Pack River. In their first hunt JP must have been about 12 and David was about 6 years old. JP had received a .410 shotgun as a gift and it was his first hunting trip. David wasn't old enough to hunt but he didn't want to be left behind. He did get to take his BB gun on the trip.
I'm sure that part of the enjoyment of hunting is in the planning. All of the hunting gear and apparel had to be planned and everything laid out the night before. Trust me, there were many hours of planning the whole trip. They would need a thermos of hot coffee and another with hot chocolate, plus some sandwiches for breakfast. Duck hunters in a blind for several hours get hungry!
I doubt that either JP or David slept much the night before and they got up at 3:00 a.m. to get ready to drive to Pack River. They put in the canoe in the dark and had flashlights to light the way as they paddled to the blind.
The blind was built up in some jack pine trees about 10 feet off of the ground. Jon and cousin Marty Kiebert had built the blind the weekend before. There was a ladder to climb up into it. They needed to get everything up into the blind before daylight. There were plenty of ducks that year and geese but the most exciting part was that JP got his first duck that morning. It was a teal that was reportedly flying about a hundred miles and hour and everyone was surprised that he got it. The trip was a success and they came home with their limit of ducks and one goose. Somewhere in my collection of 10,000 photos. there's a photo of them with the ducks and the goose, and I spent the better part of an hour searching for it, but I can't find it.
In later years they would take the canoe from Johnson creek to an island at the mouth of the river and hunt from there. Sometimes they filled their limit and sometimes not, but they always seemed to enjoy it.
I could not understand wanting to get up at 3:00 a.m. and go out in the dark, cold morning to hunt, but I will admit that a roast duck dinner is a delicious treat and I have baked a lot of ducks. I will not say the same for geese. Over many years I tried every method to roast them and the meat was always tough and disappointing. It takes a long time to pick all those goose feathers off and eventually it didn't seem worth it.
I hope those duck and goose hunters down at the slough are having fun and staying warm.
Here's a few photos of the sunrise. The hunters must have enjoyed it as well.
