What makes duck hunting the sport of dreams, tales, paintings — what sustains the duck hunter’s efforts to cope with the sport’s considerable logistics of guns, gear, boats, and dogs — is the fact that the duck hunter is part of a magnificent tapestry of land, water, and skies alive with the stirrings of elemental nature. Ducks are a kind of magic, they come to us from the secret far-away places of their summers, riding the winds of seasonal renewal, stirring and rekindling the fires in our hunters’ hearts.
— Lamar Underwood, “The Duck Hunter’s Book”
