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Opening-Day Doozies

The state’s public lands offer diverse duck-hunting experiences, but having success is far different than at any duck club in existence. For one, permanent blinds generally aren’t permitted, and that makes for a lot more work.[…]

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Slime Sloppers

That 10-foot surge of salt water from Katrina over our marshes wasn’t enough it seems. As lagniappe, this year we get a low river and drought — just in case some grass might have even thought about growing back.[…]

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T-Minus-8 Bucks

“When a big, old buck shows up, you’ve got about 8 seconds to get on him and pull the trigger.” I first heard that theory amidst the smoky, chilly air around a deer camp fire pit.[…]

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Welcome Crowds

Aaron Toups had laid claim to the stretch of woods around him by nestling in his tree stand long before the first rays of dawn vaulted over the horizon, but he saw something that would make most hunters cringe as the forests around him brightened.[…]

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Squirrel Starters

It’s as real to me today as it was when it happened more than half a century ago. When my dad told me to pull on my boots, grab my jacket and come with him, I knew what that meant, especially if it happened on a Saturday morning in October.[…]

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Big, Bad Bodcau

Bobby Taylor gave up hunting in the 1980s when all of the land on which he had chased deer for years was leased out. “We used to be able to hunt wherever we wanted,” the Haughton hunter said.[…]

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Seed Snatchers

Toward the end of our most recent summer, sleepy-eyed residents lying in bed watching the 10 o’clock news perked up their ears at the mention of four words seldom uttered in the Bayou State: “late August cold front.”[…]