We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
Since you are so interested, here are the species we shot last week in Manitoba, and which now reside in the freezer: Shoveler ("Smilin' Mallard"), Bluebill, lots of Redheads, Canvasback, Mallard, Gadwall, Wigeon, Pintail, and Canada Goose.
The limit in Manitoba is 8/day, any species of duck.
We also had some luck with Ruffed and Sharptail Grouse. I do love huntin' the grousies because you get to walk all day in beautiful places.
Photo of a few handsome Redheads - they taste as good as Canvasback. Tip for fellow duck hunters: forget steel shot. It often cripples and does not kill cleanly. Use heavy-shot or bismuth or anything else -our wonderful ducks deserve the best, despite the expense. I am through with steel shot for ducks and goose forever, as of now.
Our opener was Friday morning. Last weekend we had 2,000 ducks, mostly mallard & gadwall with some teal. A front moved through Thursday night, dropping our temperature from an insufferable 78 degrees to 34 opening morning. The wind was 25 mph, steady, with gusts to 35. Our ducks were gone. Managed one shoveler and a GWT on two shots fired the entire morning. Some new ducks were flying a mile high, but haven't found our rice / millet / moist soil ponds yet.
Saturday morning, probably saw less than 100 high flyers; not a shot fired, not a duck interested in working.
I used to use the extremely expensive tungsten #4, then they quit making it about 4 years ago. It was good stuff though. At one point I'd gone 4 years having lost perhaps 3 cripples. Of course, refusing to shoot unless they were coming feet down within 30 yards, preferably 20, helped.