The next morning found us motoring across the slick, blood-red surface of a weed-lined river, roiling the water into splintered shards of stained glass. Mobs of Pacific black ducks and grey teal sprang into the air as we rounded each bend. Anticipation for what the morning would bring was as palpable as the black lab’s tail beating the boat side. “I want you to experience everything Australia duck hunting has to offer, mate,” yelled Glenn over the bellowing mud motor. Read full story: Ducks Down Under: Australia Duck Hunting

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