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duckslayer11

2009 Minnesota Light Goose Hunt

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This will be my first year participating in the light goose hunt. I wanted to stay in MN, and was wondering where to go to get some action. Anytime I get a chance to see 1000+ birds gets my insides pumpin'. Any help would be appreciated. Thanks

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The Sw corner of the state usally has a few birds and sometimes it can hold a good amount, alot depends on how far the snow line runs, weather etc. You will defiantely not see the mass amounts but you should be able to find some huntable birds if you do some scouting. I'm sure others will tell you like I will IMO I would head over into SD as you will see alot more numbers that will increase your oddds.

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unless your already familiar with the area, know where birds are likely to roost each spring, have some plat books, or know some people who do, might as well just drive an extra hour or two west and get in the real flyway.

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if u cant get over to sd though what are some areas in sw that hold birds.. talcot? heron lake?

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where ever the geese decide to land. sometimes they seek out open water, sometimes they roost on the ice, sometimes they just sit in the middle of a section for a day or two before moving on. if you really want to find snows in minnesota, you have to be quick to act. they very well can be "here today, gone tomorrow." and you wont be the only one watching them. theres a lot of guys that think, because there isnt much percieved interest in minnesota snows, that it becomes ok to sneak on them with or without permission. so you very well could waste your time looking for a land owner while somebody else is already 100 yards away from em on their belly.

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I have seen them as far east as Stillwater in the spring but surely not a huntable flock. Carpshooter is definately right. I have personally been burned by some tresspassing jump shooters and after a guy does things the leagal way, it really is frustrating. At least it was on the way home from one of our annual trips to MO. If you think you have a few extra bucks to burn I would say nevermind MN, spend the $60 for a license and go to the flyway because it is a gamble in this state. Also MO has a $6 license.

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Ya me and my friend have a buddy who goes to SDSU and has land out and can scout. so we might run out there for a weekend but with sports and school its hard to go to far

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every year in the fall and spring ill be at the cabin in stillwater sitting around at night and you hear the flock of snows flying over head.that sound is amazing cant wait to head over to SD this month.

iceman

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Depending on the year MN can have a strong migration actually. On the way home from SD last year I saw a very good amount of birds around the Luverne area, prob in the tens of thousands. Also saw a huntable number around worthington, prob around 10,000 birds. The theory is that the snows are shifting farther east for the spring migration. Who knows maybe in ten to fifteen years we can have as good of hunting as Illinois is experienceing now. They used to have a similiar migration as MN but over the last ten years the snows have shifted into Illinois and now they have some good hunting in the spring for snows. Granted the hunting there is not as good as say the dakota's but they shoot a fair amount of birds now.

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A couple of "rogue" or lost snows were seen in the air by my buddy in Maple Grove this morning!

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