We don't get in on many waterfowl hunts, and most of them are usually field goose hunts, so when we had the opportunity to get in a pit and shoot ducks over decoys in a flooded cornfield, we jumped at it. We were invited by Brandon and his dad, Brad through a connection from the Lower Brule Sioux Tribe. The Tribe had been working on their setup for a couple years, and when the pit came open Thanksgiving morning we hopped in.
We had a blast, and got plenty of shooting, without freezing our butts off. That was part of the problem that it was too nice, but we managed to shoot 27 total ducks in a couple hours. Mostly greenheads, with a few redheads, and green-winged teal mixed in.
Brandon made quick work of his share of the birds, along with his wife's and dad's. The jerky didn't last long when he brought it to the lodge, and I'm thinking he can work his magic on mine and Cordie's also. I've been contemplating what to do with them, but the jerky was pretty good, so hopefully I can convince him to make another batch.
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