Before cell phones and social media, feet warmers and robo ducks, wearing a necktie and leggings to hunt waterfowl were signs of a gentleman. Nights at the duck club were spent in canvas tents with wood-burning stoves, and campers would get there by train and horse.
Waterfowlers share a legacy generations in the making – stories and experiences so alike that only the names of the people and places change. A venerable history enriches our beloved pastime.
