This picture was taken moments after the best duck hunting of my life. Dirk Korth (my best man 20 years ago) and I were hunting in No. Dak. last weekend (October and set up on the north end of a pothole. The mallards were coming in like nobody's business - we shot 5 in about an hour and a half.
Then, we went to jump "Treichler hole" which is a pothole that was named for David and I last year as we did quite well hanging out at this little body of water, bagging teal as they approached the western edge. This year, however, we never made it. We came in between two different potholes where the teal would just come in ON THE DECK, wings cupped, right at us as we sat on the southern edge of the pond. Amazing. I have never experienced anything quite like it in all my years of hunting.Needless to say, we both had our legal limit by 1:15pm, and went home for a well deserved lunch, nap and to do a little strutting at the duck camp with the other guys. What a great day last Saturday was!!
