We usually heard them long before we saw them.
Sometimes it took long minutes of staring before we spotted the dark shapes of Canada geese knifing through Friday morning's thick fog.
They had to be flying low to be seen. Many just seemed to pop into view already within shotgun range, wings cupped and feet lowered as they descended into the decoys.
And so it went over and over under what many consider some of the toughest conditions for waterfowling.
Hunting with decoys is a game that usually needs great visibility.
Birds may often veer a half-mile or so to check out a spread when all is clear. But when they can't see they often rely on their internal GPS and go to where they've been before.
And that's where we were waiting.
Hunt hosts Jerod Sharp and Cody Doane had scouted the field of corn and soybean stubble several times. Not only were they sure a few thousand geese were using it, they knew exactly where they were landing.
"It should be alright," Doane said to the other five of us when we met by the field at 5:45 that morning.
In the shrouded darkness we stashed corn stalks in the sides of layout blinds for great concealment and assembled and spread about five dozen full-bodied goose decoys over a 60-yard area.
With the morning's version of "daylight" came the sounds of geese moving in from assorted lakes and sandpits in southern Sedgwick County.
The first bird to come to the calls of Sharp and Doane was a huge honker that seemed to slide in low from the fog.
Bob Snyder rose from his layout when the bird was about a yard from the ground and made the shot.
Over the next two hours there wasn't a time when we didn't hear geese in the air. As the morning wore, the thickness of the fog came and went.
At one point the grayness seemed to envelope a dog midway out on a long retrieve. Several minutes later it came trotting back out of the fog with the large goose in its face.
As it usually goes in goose hunting, large flocks of small-sized geese teased us by closing fast then passing just out of range while bigger birds better worked to the calls and decoys.
It was about 10 a.m. when four big honkers split from a sizable flock and slowly lowered themselves in the middle of the spread.
Only Snyder rose and shot. The rest of our limits were already filled.
Skies were clearing as we slipped and slid across the muddy field as we toted all of the decoys and 18 heavy geese to our trucks.
After all was packed and we were saying good-byes Doane said a major under-statement.
"We did all right."