December 24, 2003 – Migration Update
‘Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the camp, the gun dogs where snoring, all muddy and damp. Members were pacing from reports they had got, migrants were moving on cold winds they’d caught. With mouse buttons clicking in the glow of blue screens, members were posting like you’d never seen. Come mallards, come pintails, teal and geese, on widgeon, on gadwall and spoonies the least. Their wings they will whistle and hens will quack, you’ll never sleep now, well, maybe a nap. So hang up your waders and nestle in bed, dream about decoys and big green heads. As the season continues and we wait for this night, Merry Christmas to all and to all a good flight! — Happy holidays from the entire WFC staff. Continue reading