by Bret “T-Bone” Amundson
I hate to sound like a broken record, but late season waterfowl hunting can be some of the best of the season. Birds are flocked up, small bodies of water are frozen over and the birds need to eat. Spend a little time scouting for the right field and you could have a “field day”. Get it? Hahah..uh. Ahem, sorry.
After spending a couple weeks in Wisconsin chasing ducks, geese, deer, grouse and turkeys, (it was a fun couple of weeks despite seeing Packer fans), Chuck Ellingson at Watson Hunting Camp convinced me to stop over. This will be my third trip to Watson this fall, once in late September for a teal shootout, once in mid-October to chase some roosters, and now in late November to catch the mega-migration of geese that stop over on the Lac Qui Parle refuge.
I’ve packed some warmer clothes and hope to knock down some heavy honkers, preferably with some shiny rings around their legs, like a recent shoot here yielded.
I pulled into WHC last to be greeted with the sound of thousands of geese a half mile away on the refuge: HERE’S WHAT THEY SOUNDED LIKE (along with my lab Mika whining!)
I think it’s going to be a good trip!
*Also want to wish Dave Genz a Happy Birthday today! Dave will be joining us this weekend on Minnesota Sporting Journal Radio.
Bret “T-Bone” Amundson/bret@mnsportingjournal.com
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[…] Lac qui Parle by definition means “Lake that speaks”, but during my recent trip to Watson, Minnesota, the lake would have been kicked out of the library. But a gaggle of geese 60 thousand strong is capable of causing a ruckus. What ruckus you might ask? Well, you can hear what it sounded like here. […]