The last thing I expected to run into this afternoon were geese, but that’s just what we did. I took Elettra back to McTucker ponds and springs to hopefully follow up with more retrieves, and while we didn’t get a chance on ducks, I did get a shot at some geese; if I’d been loaded for geese instead of ducks, we would have brought home a couple.
I heard some geese downstream from us and as we began in their direction, four more were coming in with their wings set to land. We were caught out in the open and hunkered down behind a handful of weeds, hoping that they wouldn’t notice us but they did and continued on with honks of warning. I considered shooting and had I been loaded for goose would have been able to drop a couple, but as it was I held my shot.
The others were alarmed but stayed where they were in the riffles, so we sneaked through to brush to where I had a clear shot. The problem was that my duck load was too light at that range but I took a shot anyway, hoping that I could hit one hard enough to slow it down enough for a second shot. No such luck. They lifted up over the opposite bank and I held my second shot; had I brought one down, it would have dropped in the brush most likely wounded, and Elettra isn’t yet ready to take on a wounded goose. I wasn’t in the mood to wade across the stream after it, either.
We returned to the truck and drove upstream, but didn’t hunt. There were some ice fishermen on one of the ponds and I figured that any ducks in the nearby stream would be long gone.
Earlier this afternoon, we took Doc to CAL Ranch for a new collar. We got him a new stuffie as well, which he carried throughout the store as he tried to meet everyone in sight.