Here are three observations taken from a first duck hunt

It’s been more than 30 years since I enjoyed my first duck hunt, but I still remember many of the details. Hamlin County. A boat ride in the dark with my older brother. Nearly a box and a half of shells fired and nary a feather disturbed on a duck. Fall colors just starting to appear on the cottonwoods at the boat launch. An obsession with waterfowl and waterfowl hunting ignited.
A first-hunt experience sticks with you, and now I have another, as father rather than hunter, to file away in the memory bank.

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