Honestly, I look back on my serious duck hunting days and I don’t think I could hang these days with what we did then. For two straight seasons I left every Friday night and came home Sunday afternoon during duck season. And came home wore out. Hell I was in my early 40s. The shine alone would kill me now.
And to put a period on it, I don’t have the blood lust to kill that many ducks any more. Or anything else for that matter. Not sure what or when that happened but it just left me. I’m not worried about it. But the motivation just isn’t there to work that damned hard at having a big time.
lol maybe I’m woke now.
BKB