The sound was almost frightening. A dark, crisp December morning suddenly shaken by a too-close neighbor blasting the air waves with a duck call. How in the world he got there in the first place without you noticing was bad enough, but now the hideous sounds of his amateurish calling guarantee that no birds will be taken here. […]
Every hunter has a specialty.
He may hunt for everything from antelopes to zebras, but there’s one animal that holds his fancy more than the rest. […]
The two young hunters couldn’t believe their good fortune as they unloaded the last of the gear from the pirogue in the inky blackness. […]