Duck Days

It's been a dozen years or so since I last hunted with my friend, George Lowe, for ducks.  We had some good times hunting the backwaters off the Mississippi River and learning new tricks for killing more ducks along the way as decoy technology was revolutionized.  I'll never forget one of our first hunts together.  It was the year the spinning wing duck decoy first came on the scene.  Because they were backordered beyond belief I decided to make one of my own by sticking a remote control car motor and axle inside the body of a decoy and adding plastic wings.  It worked like a charm and ducks dropped out of the sky to check out our new creation.  It was one of the coolest hunts of my life.  
This past weekend I had the chance to catch up on a lot of years as George and I once again chased ducks together in the beaver sloughs of Arkansas.  George is now part of a duck club in Arkansas and is living the dream of being a co-owner in a little slice of duck hunting heaven.  Despite less than perfect weather conditions the ducks played the game and dropped in to our decoys.  45 ducks died on that morning in the blind.  With mallards, teal, and the prettiest pintail action I've ever seen, it was a day that'll rank among the top in my duck hunting career.  
A big thanks to George and his crew for a great hunt and more memories made.