I recently enjoyed a blitz of varied duck hunts. I always watch for the unusual on any hunt.
The first hunt was in Gonzales County with my son, Tim, and his friend, Nathan. We didn’t see many ducks but conditions were perfect — strong north wind and overcast. While waiting and hoping for more ducks we suddenly saw a very large bird slowly flying toward our decoys. At first I thought it was a buzzard. Then perhaps a golden eagle. But it was a huge hawk. What species I don’t know — not a red tail, not a red shoulder, not a marsh hawk.
Suddenly, the hawk dove into our decoys, dropped his talons and tried to grab a teal decoy. A loud “click” resounded across the pond. We all watched in disbelief. When the hawk realized that he had been duped, he flew on and landed in a tree. On hundreds of hunts, I had never seen such an event. And probably never will again.
