Hunted the grasslands today, where teal are king.
I generally consider myself a mallard hunter, but today I officially became a teal hunter too.
The greenwings came at us from three o’clock and they came at us from nine o’clock. The came in slow and landed. They screamed in like fighter jets. They came in by ones, twos, threes and fifties.
Some times we just waved at them with our gun barrels without firing a shot. It was involuntary.
We killed twelve teal and two widgeon today, my blind partner Tom and I. It took 45 shots between us – two for the widgeon and 43 for the twelve teal.
We stopped briefly after we had ten birds and considered waiting for pintail. But, today teal were king. Today we finished early – and followed up with steak and eggs.