My brother in-law, Cricket, and me duck hunted a walk in only public marsh on the coastal prairie during the thanksgiving holiday. The wife’s brother is 60 and I am 59. Carrying decoys, marsh seats, and dog stand through the rank vegetation and deep mud, the marsh will give you some pretty accurate feedback regarding your physical conditioning. I think part of the reason we do it is to cheat Father Time another year, knowing we still can. We humped our gear in about a mile and a half in the dark and away from the crowds to a gorgeous brackish pond. Once there we set out the blocks. At daylight we were greeted with decoying birds and scratched out a mixed bag two man limit. Cricket is game for whatever we tie into and loves to duck hunt the marsh with us. He played a vital part in recovering all 12 birds we shot. My brother-in-law took the photos on his cell phone and I will post what he sent me. Regrettably he sent none of cricket. If he sends more I will add them.
Willie T
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