Sunday I was suppose to go down to Hutchinson KS to meet a good friend of mine (who will remain nameless) for an afternoon duck hunt and spend some quality time together. I showed around our scheduled time to find out his wife had other plans for the day… so after an little time catching up, we said our good byes and I was off on my own for the afternoon. I had Dakota with me hoping to get her into a good old fashion Hutch smack down but as I was pulling out of town she gave me the big old puppy eyes and I couldn’t head home without letting her run a little, so we headed up to McPherson Valley wetlands so do a Sunday opener hunt.
We pulle dup to the marsh about 2 pm and quickly got ready to go find a spot to hunt. I have not been here in two years so scouting was only going to happen off of memory. My plan of attach was to go out into one of the main pools and wonder aimlessly hoping to jump a large group of teal and then set up where they left with an added bonus of finding a high spot for Dakota sit on. Well, I went one for two. After jumping a large group of resting birds I quickly settled into where they got up but the left Dakota in waist deep water. Not even remotely what I wanted but she was so happy to be hunting she didn’t complain once…
The hunt was a good one in general for public land. We saw a group of 3 guys we talked to on the way smash a group of pintails that came into their mojo’s and lots of sky busting. Dakota and spend ht next few hours working 3 groups of teal into our decoys and picking out our 6 birds. We may have been done quicker if I would have taken some longer shots but I wasn’t going to do that. We did lose one bird on a shot that I should not have taken but did, cause it was my last bird and I wanted to get done. All in all the birds really started flying around 5 and we where done by 6:30. Brent the manager has done a great job really turning the Valley into a quality hunting area.
Now the biggest mistake I made all day long was trying to be a nice guy. I was in the middle of the marsh and everyone was round me so I decided I wouldn’t mess up there last hour of hunting and I would just walk straight north out of the marsh… bad idea, it just got thicker and longer… 2 gallons of sweet and 30 minutes later I made the half mile walk but it sucked, oh well it was a great day in central KS.