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.