Some days bring the goods, some days bring the spoons!...Today was a pretty Spoony morning..real cold, teens, Full moon setting in the west, my waders in the trunk of Rosie were frozen in the rolled down position, I sure wish I had brought them into the house last night..I left Rosie running and pumped the exhaust into the waders to thaw them out enough to put them on..
. that steep sand slope down into the Big Lake was a sheet of ice, dry sand was frozen solid like concrete. No way to recover a target there without a pick..
Well, I took great care to commit to going down that slope and into the water, I knew a guy could not fool around, he just had to go for it or risk a slip and fall into the Lake busting his @ss and potentially his rig if he was too trepidacious, getting back out was another matter, a fellow has to throw scoops of wet sand up on the ice and build a little ramp for traction. ...the wind was out of the East, Lake was fairly flat..I could see yesterdays wind really blew it out to the hardpan, nails were laying there on the bottom...Perfect! The surface of the Big Lake was spackled with ice crystals, like floating shards of glass...got this mess and a few wheaties, lotta nickels again, but nothing good to report for the effort, 3hrs in leaky waders working the exposed hardpan...
I saw a duck hunter out on the Big water...He had an unusual tactic...he would race his boat right into a squadron of migrating birds and flush them and a guy on board would blast away as they tried to gain speed and altitude!...very effective and easy method from the looks of it...who needs decoys and a call when you got a fast boat?
Hope y'all got out and found something....I gotta rake leaves this afternoon...
Mud
. that steep sand slope down into the Big Lake was a sheet of ice, dry sand was frozen solid like concrete. No way to recover a target there without a pick..Well, I took great care to commit to going down that slope and into the water, I knew a guy could not fool around, he just had to go for it or risk a slip and fall into the Lake busting his @ss and potentially his rig if he was too trepidacious, getting back out was another matter, a fellow has to throw scoops of wet sand up on the ice and build a little ramp for traction.
...the wind was out of the East, Lake was fairly flat..I could see yesterdays wind really blew it out to the hardpan, nails were laying there on the bottom...Perfect! The surface of the Big Lake was spackled with ice crystals, like floating shards of glass...got this mess and a few wheaties, lotta nickels again, but nothing good to report for the effort, 3hrs in leaky waders working the exposed hardpan...I saw a duck hunter out on the Big water...He had an unusual tactic...he would race his boat right into a squadron of migrating birds and flush them and a guy on board would blast away as they tried to gain speed and altitude!...very effective and easy method from the looks of it...who needs decoys and a call when you got a fast boat?
Hope y'all got out and found something....I gotta rake leaves this afternoon... Mud
Your determination and on the spot resourcefulness are core to the most passionate persuits a man can have. 
In other words detecting is for crazy people like us!!!
