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Committed

There is a moment in time, when you know the birds are committed.  In their minds, they have crossed the point of no return. Feet extended towards the water, head and neck stretched out, and wings back-flapping, fully committed. Deep inside my veins burns a… Read More »Committed

Why Do I Hunt?

Memories. It’s as simple as that. Some of my most fond memories involve waterfowl hunting. In my adolescence, I can remember my dad taking me hunting. We had days we came home with a fist full of birds apiece. We also had days where we… Read More »Why Do I Hunt?