Since my last Blog, the club has lost its shooting down Bludeston - so no more Sunday sessions for me and Henry ;-( but they have now secured some marsh at Burgh St Peter, opposite where we used to shoot which has great promise.
Me and Henry took a trip to find the marsh on the 1st Sat afternoon it was open, and thought we'd bitten off a bit more than we could chew. The truck's 4wd is playing up, so we couldnt select low range and soon found ourselves in the deepest mud you could imagine! To get to our piece of shooting you litterally have to drive over 8 marshes, with no track what so ever - as you can imagine the gateways where the cattle stand were knee deep in soft mud.
Anyway, we got to the top and found geese all over the marshes! but after debating whether to stay or not we decided to head off to Haddiscoe as neither of us fancied driving back in the dark without another vehicle to tow us out if we got stuck.
Back home and safe we started to hatch plans for a session the following Saturday. Both Ian and Darren wanted to come along, so we met up at 4.45 decoys in tow and headed to the marsh. the track was even worse due to the farmers moving the cattle off with heavy machinery, but we made it (just) to the field and found lots of signs of goose activity.
The only bad thing was we'd timed out trip with a full moon and the geese were already out and feeding ! we made our way to where i thought we could set up and put the coys out and waited. It wasnt long before the geese were moving (not flighting) but they were very shy of our coys and seemed like they had been hit hard over the season.
3 geese came low down the dyke, flighting more than heading for the coys and good ole Bro let them passed for Henry to take a shot at - unfortunately he stuck two shots in front of the lead goose and forgot he had a thrid one in the barrell !! I jumped up and dropped the last bird from the pack.
A bit later on, we had about 1000 birds above us, swirling and calling but not dropping in. One bird came low and swung in,. I stopped Henry from shooting it, being sure the others would follow - but nothing ! they just flew off ... as the goose lifted from the marsh Henry made good of shooting it, so at least we now had two in the bag.
As we packed up Ian managed to stand on an old piece of wood with a nail stick 4inches through it and pierced his welly and foot ! we couldnt help but laugh as he told us how it 'hit the bone' only to find a little pin prick of a mark.
Not a bad session, but not sure i will be back due to the track
