The honkers are here.

After cleaning the ducks, guns and ourselves after a hot afternoon and evening chasing parries, we eventually made it to bed, but not before setting the iPhone alarm for 2:30am. Don't get me wrong, I love new technology, but there's something so depressing about being told, just as you've set your alarm, that it will be going off in 4 hours and 11 minutes.

After the nameless tune woke us up, it was a quick breakfast before we hit the road. At this point w were pretty happy we had taken the Full body goose decoys down two days previously. It was all ready quite warm at 4am, but the forecasted wind was blowing, all but a little less powerful than we would like.

The 100+ mix of Avery, Hard Core and Dakota full body and shell decoys were set up on their stands, and with just a hint of movement on the bases, we got our callers ready, tucked our selves into the blinds and waited.

I don't know if we were lucky, but what I do know for a fact, is we spent several days scouting the fields, then had the patience to wait for the right day, and our eyes were well and truly in after the duck shoot, just a few hours before.

The results for our first Goose hunt of the year were more than we had hoped. They glided in beautifully into the decoys, with just enough wind to give them something to push into. While some of the big mobs didn't commit, Carl and I still called  plenty of great sized mobs right onto the "X". The boys did the rest.

Paul, George, Myself, James, Carl and Dave with a great bag of honkers.