A hunters heart is full of optimism. For the chance of game, for good weather and for good shots. However anyone who has hunted for any length of time has had those doubts in the back of their head... Should I have gotten out earlier? Should I have waited? Where the hell are the game? Is my method flawed? Man this weather sucks.... We all have doubts. I started this day with the title "Get set for disappointment" and every hunt has that distinct possibility, however the goal is to keep a positive attitude and embrace every opportunity like it could be your last.
1.5 miles to the take out point and if I told you I was feeling optimistic, I'd be lying. We've been on the water for 4 hours and haven't seen a goose since we put the boat in...I'm getting my mind set for disappointment. I force those thoughts to the back of my head and continue to glass.
The left bank...wait...what the hell is that?!?! A flock of 30-40 geese loafing on the grass and in the shallow water near the bank. The bad news...there is no cover...anywhere. We will have to approach in full view of them for the next 400+ yards.
I'm at the front of the boat crouched down with my feet up...folded up like a sandwich with my gun across my lap. IGS is controlling the boat from the back by walking on the left bank at an excruciatingly slow speed. We are in the shade for most of the stalk and I believe it is helping. Every now and then I lift my head to take a peek, each time the birds are closer and seem to not really care about this floating piece of debris heading towards them.
It's been an hour since we have started the stalk and we have closed the distance to 70 yards, just in range for my first shot that is a turkey load. I loaded my shotgun this way for exactly this situation, a stalk that could result in a long first shot. I have my eyes just over the blind and shift my left foot a little...tingles run down my leg because it's asleep from being in the same position for so long. It doesn't matter at this point, it's going to be what it's going to be. I just have to perform when the time comes.
60 yards is reached and the geese start to take notice of us. IGS can't see the geese or the range, he's just keeping a nice constant slow pace. All the heads of the geese are up and they start to walk away with the distance being 50 yards. One of the birds honks and IGS picks up the pace, we both look up and the geese are starting to walk away to take flight. I raise the shotgun and get a head to line up with the front bead...BOOOOOM...and a goose is down. The others run away taking flight.