For the Fowlers Podcast

Send us a text Live from Slough House Social in Colusa CA, For The Fowlers is joined by the Filthy Spoon Podcast. We sit with John and Robert of Filthy Spoon to chart how a local-first Northern California podcast found its voice, its audience, and its staying power without trading honesty for hype. From rice club mishaps to refuge politics to why wind beats rain, the conversation blends fieldcraft, storytelling, and a healthy dose of humor. We pull back the curtain on building a waterfowl po...

Send us a text The season’s on, the weather’s weird, and the refuges are a mixed bag. We kick off with real-world reports across the Sacramento Valley and Grasslands—warm temps, thin water, slow averages—then map out why the next storm could be the turning point for flights and success in public land hides. From there, we get to the heart of it: the unspoken code that keeps refuge hunts safe, fair, and actually fun. We unpack the social media cycle—reservation flexing, vague screenshots, and...

Send us a text We’re at California Waterfowl’s Sanborn Slough in the Butte Sink—surrounded by private clubs but sitting in a blind you can actually draw or win at a banquet. Boats are ready, blinds are brushed, decoys are out. That’s by design, because when the logistics are handled, you can focus on birds, dogs, and the kind of stories that keep you in the marsh. We meet George who shares the joy of taking his father-in-law on a first duck hunt and getting a young dog on its first retrieve,...

Send us a text The season’s opener finds us at duck camp in Calusa with blinds to brush, dogs at our feet, and a full tank of optimism. We didn’t hunt opening day—and that’s exactly why this conversation matters. We unpack the real work behind a good season: how you earn access, build relationships, and prepare a blind that performs on the slow days, not just the hero days. Chuck joins to share a decade of lessons moving from Los Banos refuges to the Sacramento Valley’s rice. We break down h...

Send us a text The alarm hits at 3:00 a.m., coffee is lukewarm, and the marsh is still black. That’s where our story starts—just a couple of guys from Northern California launching a show by fowlers, for fowlers, with zero pretense and a lot of real talk. We share how late-start hunters find their footing without a built-in mentor: first hunts in ballooning bargain waders, heavy pump guns, and the mix of nerves and joy that comes with walking into a refuge in the dark. From there we map the ...

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