That's just Ducky

tomhuhn@comcast.net

A wonderful sene that reminds me of days in the past when my vision was clear. In those days we mostly went Duck Hunting in California by a town called Mendota in central California. Going out at 3 am with waders on and caring a big pack with Duck decoys and food and drinks and ammo and walking for miles in the dark on narrow dikes. Setting up a blind and wading out in the water in the moon light setting out the decoys, ah now that was the life.