Growing up in Idaho I had the pleasure of experiencing phenomenal duck hunting near some major flyways. I remember the sky at night turning black with ducks and the hunting being outstanding. When I moved to southwest Montana, I noticed fewer ducks and the duck hunting I did attempt was less than productive. This significantly lowered my motivation to continue to hunt.
Last fall I had a game-changing experience with a local waterfowl guru, Jason Corbin. Jason spends hundreds of hours behind the wheel scouting for the perfect hunt. When he called me and said that he had a stellar hunt lined up with a few of his good hunting buddies, I figured I'd give duck hunting another chance.
We gathered all of our gear and set up in the field where ducks had been feeding. Then we waited for hours. Standing in the freezing cold field without a bird in the sky I began to feel frustrated to be on another unsuccessful hunt. Jason could see the disappointment in my face and told me to be patient. When the clock hit 11:30 the sky filled with birds and we rushed to get into our blinds. Bird after bird fell out of the sky as each flock came flying over us. I was astounded that this incredible hunting opportunity was not far from my driveway. Within a few hours, the 5 of us were completely tagged out. With blood on our hands and smiles on our faces, we packed up feeling grateful.
Now it is February and all I can think about is getting back out in the field for another duck hunt.
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