It's that time of year where I'm no longer burnt out on duck hunting, and wishing I was in my boat with my son and dog with nothing on my mind but birds coming into the spread and who's gonna shoot what. I think last season was my 8th season and it was probably my best season despite what everyone says about how shitty it was on the west coast. Every season by the end of the season I'm tired, spent, and ready for a break but damn am I missing it right now.