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Delta Ducks
The lonely, wailing cry of a wood duck hen greeted the morning as pink daylight edged farther across the sky.
The lonely, wailing cry of a wood duck hen greeted the morning as pink daylight edged farther across the sky.
It doesn’t matter how good you can call. It doesn’t matter how pretty your decoys are. It doesn’t matter how well your blind is brushed. […]
Every duck hunter in Mississippi, and most duck hunters in the nation, believe that if they’ve lived good, sportsmen-like lives and have close relationships with God, they’ll get permission to hunt at Beaver Dam before they die. […]
Southeast winds on the Mississippi Sound were building, and a thunderstorm was fast approaching, bringing ominous, dark, rain-filled clouds. […]
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