What makes a good duck hunt? Droves of mallards diving into the spread? Lots of action? Good people and dogs? Well they all help, but today was one of those really good days because with 3 grown men and a big lab in a 13' duck boat and a north wind ready to push us 12 miles or more across L.I. sound, the engine quit. Ahh, but it quit in the right place (a 200 yard row to a spot we could hunt and still get home) not far from the ramp at the beginning of an afternoon hunt. It could have been a dark morning, it could have been much colder, the wind could have been stronger and we could have been at a point where we could not row to safety.
But it wasn't any of that stuff, instead we paddled to safety, threw out some decoys, shot a couple of geese, and walked and paddled the boat back to the launch at low tide right after sunset.
It is always better to be lucky than good. Oh yeah, there was a banded bird in there too!!!
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