NoDak 2017

No one really talks about the “the grind” of fishing season. We just do it and get it done. For me getting through the craziness means a lot of coffee and lots of daydreams of what is to come; Hunting Season. 

The trailer is loaded down with all the works. Blinds, decoys, dog food, goose flags, anything and everything we might need for any situation while were traveling the vacant prairies. Just loading up the truck you can tell Miss Belle already knows. She goes right to her kennel and lays down on the fluffy bed. She waits and watches as we finish loading everything up. Camo, shot guns, and enough shot-gun-shells to start another war. Chris and I barely talk as we pack up the bus. We just shoot little smirks to each other as we pass by. We know the drill. FINALLY, we ready to head North. The bus packed, Maddie and Belle loaded up, we pull out of the driveway. Goodbye Florida!

*26 Hours Later* (yes. twenty six!!)

ARRIVED!

North Dakota’s waterfowl season allows non-resident hunters to hunt for two weeks. You pick your dates for which you choose to hunt. Chris and I, do our weeks back to back. While you are guaranteed a license, you are not guaranteed birds or land permission. You better get your riding pants and get comfy because that truck your in, will be your home. Free lancing means work, determination, and drive. The one I can always count on to align those stars is Duck Boy. There is a chemistry to the relationship Chris has with waterfowl that will give peanut butter and jelly a run for its money. He just gets them! Watching him do what he does, is exhilarating.

We drop the trailer off at the lodge and prepare to scout the rest of the day. Snow covers the ground everywhere and the temperature is 18 degrees with a 2 degree windchill. The wind was honking out of the North at 25mph. Shelby, you are not in Florida anymore! Off we go to find the perfect feed to hunt the next morning. Some people would maybe take the afternoon off after watching the sunset and rise from the cab of your truck but procrastination and laziness are not rewarded up here. A couple hours later we find a good feed. As we pull off the road to glass the field closer, a jeep pulls up. The gentleman in the driver seat rolls the window down and ask if we were the ones who called for permission to hunt that particular field. We told him no that we just stumbled upon it. Chris and Richard begin to make small talk and we learn he is actually the land owner and he likes to duck hunt! I continue to watch these mallards tornado down through the binos; Hypnotizing. Rarely do land owners actually like to waterfowl hunt. In this special case, Richard asked if we wanted to hunt that field with him the following afternoon. Access granted. We made plans to meet right there the next day at 2:00pm;  A perfect start to an incredible few weeks.

Here is a little something wrapping up the time we spent in the corn and snow. Thank you for reading. God is sooo good y’all! Enjoy

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