Duck Hunting the day after Thanksgiving has become a tradition for us. The ladies go fight the crowds at the malls and we head to the marsh. This year was particularly fun. Amazingly, We had the marsh all to ourselves (we didn’t hear another shot within a mile of us).
We slept in while the ladies hit the ridiculously early sales, and then we headed out at noon. We took a couple buckets and a built temporary blind with fragmities. It was a windy afternoon, which kept the ducks flying. We had steady action all afternoon and finished with our last bird (all mallards) just minutes before the end of shooting hours. It was an awesome day.
 

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