My duck season is officially off to a rough start. After a lousy opening morning in the middle zone, I was pumped to get a second chance in Lake St. Clair. But (and I don’t really need to be reminded) duck hunting doesn’t always happen like I plan. Regardless, my alarm rang at 1:45 am … Continue reading
His name is Hunter. He’s a certified sky-watching, marsh-loving, straight-shooting, waterfowl chasing outdoor fanatic. And he’s only 13 years old. I’ve known Hunter for pretty much his entire life. Our families have been friends for years and his dad was my first hunting idol. Mike dropped more waterfowl, whacked more bucks and flushed more upland … Continue reading