Bartender ....pour another round.

B.M. Barrelcooker

12 pointer
Jan 12, 2006
4,870
Aintry,Ky
The Last Thursday of November is coming up this week again. I can't help but be excited. While its just another ritual the gravity that pulls me to it never weakens. It's a day that seems distant in February and January .......it sounds cool and dreamy in June and July ....... and by the time September and October roll around its worrisome that its so close and there is so much preparation to do. But from sundown the night before until half an hour before sunrise time goes into slow motion in my mind. Thanksgiving, the opening day of ducks season in Kentucky since I can remember is always kind of special . It's an annual marker in every year and a milestone to age and time and possibly wisdom ( that is still up for discussion with some of our wives and parents).
I'm 54 this year and have spent the last 45 thanksgiving mornings in a blind or boat or standing by a tree knee deep in the water with the man that I love and respect more than any other..... My dad. Throughout the years we've been joined by friends and brothers and and brothers in law and my sons but we have always been together on this morning. We have had our differences and disagreements thru the years but that always has taken a back seat on this day.
I always look forward to it as it opens our season of time together. Even though I dread the hurry and worry of someone disturbing our best laid plans or weather or conditions taking a sudden turn for the worse I look forward to it as a landmark.....the start of the season, the start of long conversations and long stretches of silence broken with muffled grunts of " three over the trees at 1:30 left to right" while turning my face to the ground but scanning the sky with my eyes. There's the hot sausage biscuits from the gas station store and a strong cup of coffee from the thermos and a peppermint cough drop.
Sitting in the blind before the first light of day and the first thundering shot from down in the bottoms.....before any ducks show up and the real action starts is a real special time. Usually nobody talks but we just sit in silence each listening to the wind or for ducks in the dark. For me this is when time kind of stands still...this is the fuel that burns the fire of a duck hunter. The times when we are still. When its dark without closing our eyes ...... you can't see but you can hear and you can feel the wind and you can smell....God you can smell. And you can remember the smells. The smell of mud and ducks and burnt powder and wet dogs...its enough to overwhelm you if you think of it all at once but man is it powerful.
I'll admit that after all of this time I still get excited . Yes I do but its different now and I suspect its even more different for him.....He's 85 this year and I'm going to guess that he has been in this game for 60 plus years and has seen really good days and really bad days and anymore he welcomes either as long as he is still out there in the game.
So here we go.....another round....hopefully not our last.

Peace Brothers
 

Bee

10 pointer
Mar 14, 2005
1,754
This will be my 62nd season . Lots of sunrises and lots of adventures . Lots of miles, some motor trouble, Lots of mud. With Brother, son, nephews, grand nephews, grandchildren and some friends and two assholes. And some black dogs and some yellow dogs.

I will not sleep the night before opener. I do not need an alarm clock.

From floating the Cumberland river , to Monkeys Eyebrow, to The Pas, to the Snake River, to Cheyene Bottoms, to Alaska, to Padre Island, to the Delta, to B M, to Mobile Bay, to Lake Seminole, to Santee, to Back Bay, to Chestertown, and many more; its been a great tour. Very Blessed.

Just to be there is what matters now. Rain, snow, hot ,cold. Just to see another season.

Be safe. Be courteous.
 

ribsplitter

Cyber-Hunter
Jan 19, 2004
3,618
Greenup, ky, USA.
Awesome tribute to some of the things you hold near and dear. Thanks for the great post, to remind us all about some of the reasons we do what we do. Not much water fowling to be had in my neck of the woods growing up, if there were I would be neck deep in it I'm sure.
 

aceoky

12 pointer
Jul 14, 2003
13,494
W KY
I'm so happy for you I lost my Dad many years ago, he wasn't a hunter but I sure do miss him.

I never done much duck hunting but since moving to W KY I've decided to give it a try. I'm excited as a kid waiting for Christmas morning this year! We're planning on doing Thanksgiving dinner Wed so we have all day Thursday ; wife is planning on joining me , maybe DIL and son also!
 

L Clark

Fawn
Jan 27, 2018
7
Bowling Green
The Last Thursday of November is coming up this week again. I can't help but be excited. While its just another ritual the gravity that pulls me to it never weakens. It's a day that seems distant in February and January .......it sounds cool and dreamy in June and July ....... and by the time September and October roll around its worrisome that its so close and there is so much preparation to do. But from sundown the night before until half an hour before sunrise time goes into slow motion in my mind. Thanksgiving, the opening day of ducks season in Kentucky since I can remember is always kind of special . It's an annual marker in every year and a milestone to age and time and possibly wisdom ( that is still up for discussion with some of our wives and parents).
I'm 54 this year and have spent the last 45 thanksgiving mornings in a blind or boat or standing by a tree knee deep in the water with the man that I love and respect more than any other..... My dad. Throughout the years we've been joined by friends and brothers and and brothers in law and my sons but we have always been together on this morning. We have had our differences and disagreements thru the years but that always has taken a back seat on this day.
I always look forward to it as it opens our season of time together. Even though I dread the hurry and worry of someone disturbing our best laid plans or weather or conditions taking a sudden turn for the worse I look forward to it as a landmark.....the start of the season, the start of long conversations and long stretches of silence broken with muffled grunts of " three over the trees at 1:30 left to right" while turning my face to the ground but scanning the sky with my eyes. There's the hot sausage biscuits from the gas station store and a strong cup of coffee from the thermos and a peppermint cough drop.
Sitting in the blind before the first light of day and the first thundering shot from down in the bottoms.....before any ducks show up and the real action starts is a real special time. Usually nobody talks but we just sit in silence each listening to the wind or for ducks in the dark. For me this is when time kind of stands still...this is the fuel that burns the fire of a duck hunter. The times when we are still. When its dark without closing our eyes ...... you can't see but you can hear and you can feel the wind and you can smell....God you can smell. And you can remember the smells. The smell of mud and ducks and burnt powder and wet dogs...its enough to overwhelm you if you think of it all at once but man is it powerful.
I'll admit that after all of this time I still get excited . Yes I do but its different now and I suspect its even more different for him.....He's 85 this year and I'm going to guess that he has been in this game for 60 plus years and has seen really good days and really bad days and anymore he welcomes either as long as he is still out there in the game.
So here we go.....another round....hopefully not our last.

Peace Brothers
Thank you for sharing and reminding me of the important things in life.
 

bigpuddin43

12 pointer
Feb 21, 2007
5,332
bucktown
we wont have birds or a good place to go but we will go and hope to get lucky. no rain has all my best spots dry as a bone. but we will still be in the blind somewhere enjoying the time with family and friends.
 

hunt-4-life21

12 pointer
Sep 26, 2007
3,734
Butler Co.
Awesome post. And it nails to a T what we should all expect from the opener. I remise on a lot of good quotes on this forum over the years and one that always holds true is "play the hand you are dealt." I think this gets missed in today's generation of hunters. We all are probably on social media. We see the endless strive to be negative if we don't shoot limits. We see people blame others on conditions that they can't control. Instead of enjoying another duck season, they want everyone to know how upset they are. Don't be that guy this season.

Unlike BM, my dad hasn't hunted with me since I was a kid. Its not his thing and it never will be. So I enjoy the hunts with old friends. I'll enjoy the hunts with new friends but still reminisce at the old days. The college days when there were no kids, wife's (or much money) to keep friends from hunting. The days where we old enough to know better but we were still too young to care.

Enjoy the ride fellers because we don't know when it'll be our last one.
 

B.M. Barrelcooker

12 pointer
Jan 12, 2006
4,870
Aintry,Ky
Another great hunt …..3 generations in the blind today.

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