All this talk about spinning wing decoys and ole runners got me to thinking about duck hunting back in the 80's. I grew up near the Black River but didnt start hunting ducks til I was in high school. Used to go hunt with a bunch of old Catholic guys ( if hunting was good they went to mass on Satruday night) . The rarely left the ramp at Shavers eddy before daylight and I dont know how many times we crossed the 24 and redline levees to see thousands of birds working thier decoys - if we hunted a hole. Sometimes we would just go down river and walk out in the timber without any decoys and they would light mallards right through the tree tops. None of them blew high dollar calls most blew Mallard tones that you could buy in town for about 7 dollars. My favorite of these guys had his tied around his neck on a shoe string. He would kind of squawk on it when birds flew over and usually one of them would turn and fly in an he would let us young hands empty our guns then raise up and shoot it as it was leaving the timber. The same old guys would fish a pork chop or a biscuit out of his pocket which was usually covered with pin feathers and offer you some of it. The limit was two mallards a man and those guys usually got em and had a good time doing it . Used to pass around a jug of Muscadine wine from time to time and one of them would always have a smoker in the back of his rig cooking some ducks for lunch when we got done. Those days are gone rarely do I hunt the Black anymore but I had a chance to take my Dad last year and ran into some of them still hunting and chasing birds 30 years later. Never saw any out of state tags back in those days and folks didnt seem to crowd each other much - most folks these days will never get to experience that.