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Welcome Wench

Face a firing squad, and you get a blindfold, right? Now I understood why. My doom seemed as imminent — and I was no more eager for a close-up of the grim reaper than a firing-squad victim.[…]

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Public Intoxication

My journey into duck hunting has left me with the mixed feelings of an elementary school student who got addicted to soft drinks just weeks before they were banned from the concession stand in favor of healthier alternatives.[…]

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Goose Fried Rice

The inky black predawn ride to the field where Clint Mathews and his crew of guides set out a decoy spread of several thousand rags, shells, full bodies, kites and every other trick — past and present — known to the goose hunting world was notably longer than usual as last year’s specklebelly season wound down.[…]

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Primary Mast

“Here they come,” rasped Pelayo.

I was already crouching low in the ’rogue, so no need for the usual frantic “get down!” bit. I simply clutched the shotgun in the “get-ready” mode.[…]

Waterfowl & Duck Hunting

Teal opener looks promising

It’s looking like the opening weekend is going to be a wet one according to local forecasts from Sabine to Slidell, but that’s not going to stop legions of long-suffering duck hunters from taking to the fields and marshes.[…]

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Shock and Awe

Passing over the Calumet Bridge that crosses the Wax Lake Outlet spillway, I glanced south. In the wee hours of the morning, close to the end of the graveyard shift, white stern lights dotted the waterway like the string on a plumb-line as far as the eye could see.[…]

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Currents

It is said that every black cloud has a silver lining.

That’s true, but so is the opposite: Every silver lining has a black cloud.[…]