Blind's Eye

Success with fewer birds

Just because the numbers of ducks bagged are down in the marsh, it doesn’t always mean you won’t get your birds. Here we are in the latter part of November wondering where the big gangs of gadwalls and teal are, and I’ll be the first to admit that the numbers are not what they should be.[…]

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Cock-sure

At the end of day six, when the good Lord passed a final glance over all of his creation, a wink and a smile must have went out to the diminutive woodcock.[…]

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Swamp Monsters

O.K., answer me this: How many of those brochures in hotel lobbies in the French Quarter beckon you to embark on a charming tour of a “5-year-old pure-pine plantation?” Or a picturesque tour of a “10-year clear-cut timber tract?”[…]

Deer Hunting

Thanksgiving hunt to remember

The Friday (Nov. 27) opener of the annual WMA managed hunts was great for the early morning hunt. It was a cold and foggy boat ride up the East Pearl River. One boat had already gone by the launch with no running lights; hope no one else was on the water with him.[…]

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Deer-hunting bloopers

My buddy Darren Cooper and I had painstakingly chosen the stand site to cut off a big buck that everyone in the club knew frequented a narrow strip of woods between a large field and the highway cutting through the lease.[…]

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Bottom Bucks

Water came early to Tensas Parish this year. Sloughs and drainage ditches that normally wouldn’t fill up until late December were already reaching their breaking points back in October.[…]