This morning was crisp and sunny- When I arrived at Lone Jack early there were two other hunters on the opposite side of the area. One had set out many goose decoys and his calls were heard from a mile away- the other paced through a field of tallgrass and over crops. I never did hear a shot from them.
The lake was frozen over- solid. A shallow coat of dry snow covered most parts and the surface was textured. trails could be found no matter were you looked- many rabbits and a few opposum, some small birds and rodents, and plenty of deer and coyote. The trail seen above was small and dog-like- maybe fox or coyote. The clouds arrived suddenly, the geese disappeared from the sky and the wind grew stong-- at about nine it began to snow- flurries!