Destry, I was thinking of and telling stories of you Thursday gunning last day for geese on the tidal flats behind the roaring beach at Chezzetcook Inlet, next harbour west from your hidey-ho at Mason's. Blacks everywhere and hundreds of geese but they mostly followed the coast.
Cold as sin, took hours to break three-, four-inch salt slob to get to an open lead at Red Island, a 14-foot double-hulled aluminum don't-make-'em-anymore Lowe powered by 30hp Evinrude getting us through. Tide-driven ice made re-sets twice, the usual thing.
Took SKB o/u 20ga because three-inch 20ga Kent No. 3 was my heaviest shot, and the results were most satisfactory. We shot from ice-greased boulders---three's too crowded for seven hours in a tub---and it was one of those days with good tea and coffee, rye bread with caraway, home-made granola, and sliced smoked Antigonish Harbour black ducks. What a way to end the season!
Last edited by King Brown; 01/17/09 07:58 PM.