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After a less than stellar early season of hunting on and around Saginaw Bay, I decided it was time to think "outside the box". I began scouting areas that I figured nobody would think of hunting, and that may contain ducks. I found a little out of the way place with a good size pocket of open water. On opening morning of the 2-day Late Season, we were limited out by 10 a.m. We had no decoys, but we were where the ducks wanted to be and they were dropping into the open water in front of us all morning. There were so many ducks flying, it was more like shopping, than hunting.

2nd day of Late Season, and due to a snow storm the night before, we were late getting to our hunting spot. As I was wrestling the sled through the underbrush, Steve, my hunting partner, dropped a Drake Mallard and a perfect specimen Black Duck, with a single shot, before we were even in site of our blind. A great way to start the morining! By 11 a.m. we were two Mallards short of a limit, and I wondered aloud why we had seen no geese. As I was off in the bushes, my partner dropped a lone goose, and within 20 minutes had scraped another out of the sky.

After a lousy early season, I was ready to take up watching football as my hobby, but a banner late season hunt re-fired my addiction to duck hunting.

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