Spent the morning back at the widgeon pond with not only my seven year old, but also with his little cousin Timmy (also 7 years old). Thank goodness my wife hasn't gotten tired of going out yet as she was a huge help in keeping the boys in line so that I could pay attention to the birds.
It was drizzling pretty good most of the morning with little to no breeze. I had to kick the water most of the morning to make any ripples on the pond. I carried the Mojo teal with me, but in the end I opted not to put it out. The hunt was over a pair of GHG widgeon, a pair of GHG pintails, and a single G&H mallard decoy. The birds came in as small groups of about ten at a time. They worked the pond pretty well, but nothing really committed with feet out. All birds were shot as passing shots, but I still managed a limit. Not sure where the big prime drakes are. We didn't see a single one all morning out of about 150 widgeon that came in. There are a couple sitting on Lake Eyak just down the road, but they just aren't coming into the pond I've been hunting. Didn't even see a mallard this morning. There was one just down the way from where I parked that would answer me everytime I called, but at that point I already had a limit on the game strap. He lived for another day.
One of these days I need to get down the river and shoot some mallards. The wife and I scoped out a few yesterday and found most of the ponds held between 50 and 100 mallards. Maybe that's where we'll head tomorrow!