re: I'm tired of p**sy arse hunters

I've got nothing against hunters that choose to stay at the house in cold weather. But I do remember a hunt I made with my dad many years ago in SWLA. The whole lease was iced over, ponds, canals, everywhere. We had a full moon and the boat ride to the blind was worth getting out of bed for. The jon boat was throwing ice out the side instead of spray. The ice glowed in the moonlight and would slide across the top of the canal. It was surreal looking.

We got to the pond to find 3/8 to 1/2 inch of ice covering the entire surface. This pond was probably 1/4 mile across, so that was something to see for a south La boy. We didn't kill a lot of ducks, I'm sure most of the ducks were rafted up in the nearby salt water lake and gulf, but we killed a few. If the duck was flying low and fast, he would hit the ice and slide for a mile. If it was high overhead, it would punch through the ice when it hit. When we retrieved the ducks out of the boat, you would go the hole in the ice and the duck would be under the ice, two or three feet from the hole.

Lots of pain that day, cotton long johns and a WWII surplus fatigue jacket was about as good as we had back then. I think we were a lot more "conditioned" to putting up with the cold and the heat. Can honestly say I'm glad we went to the blind that day. The memories alone were worth it.