Gluttons for punishment, insane, or just plain stupid, we decided to try the same spot as the morning. Two friends met us on the river and we fanned out. Not only did they bring a few more blocks, two swan “dekes” were in the mix as well.
Justin had spent most of the morning convincing me we needed a couple swan decoys if anything was going to land in our spreads. After the morning hunt, I would have bought five if it guaranteed the chance make out individual swan feathers through my lens.
If the morning foreshadowed the evening hunt, we hadn’t been paying attention. Despite being the only thing moving, the rising moon proved spectacular. An oversized October moon always makes me think of Harvest Moon, the Great Pumpkin, and squash….in that order. So as I watched the light overtaken by incoming night, I settled for plastic indentations instead of individual swan feathers.
At least this evening, the temperature was warmer and it never hurts to be reminded of life’s little lessons, often times what you get is just enough.
|Kayda looking out of the blind.|