Went out Swanson River Road this morning for a final spruce hen hunt. We walk up the side trails and roads, and generally do well. I was driving along right before Silver Lake trail when I saw an interesting sight: a spruce chicken with its head down, stock still. Very unusual, because they are so flighty this time of the year. I opened my window to yell at it and nothing. Maybe it had died of a heart attack! Then I got out (without a firearm I might add) to see what was up. It was a stuffed chicken on a wooden base! It had ADFG written on the bottom. I laughed, put it back down, and got back into my truck, knowing I was being watched. Peering into the Silver Lake trail parking lot we saw a white ADFG truck as discretely parked as possible.
After walking up another trail (and bagging no chickens), we headed back, and this time there were two stuffed chickens there! Another truck was approaching very slowly, and I signaled him that it wasn't legit. Had to laugh at the desperation of the wardens to bust someone this time of year. Wished I'd had a pink flamingo to set up alongside the little flock.