Waterfowl hunting slipped away from me in the late 80s. I had been hunting the prairie lakes and potholes of western Minnesota with a cadre of friends. We had fair success and keen pleasure but the influx of numerous, careless sky busters upset the balance. We decided to look for new lakes, perhaps invest in a lease arrangement. It never materialized and my duck and goose hunting simply stopped. But, there’s magic to the sport and it never completely faded from my mind’s dusty back c...
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