Hi I'm Don, I hunt the St Lawrence River & Eastern end of Lake Ontario. I can’t remember the first time Dad set my diaper in the blind. He didn’t work during duck season, so Mom made him take me. Today I think they call that child abuse, but I did the same thing to my boys. I tried deer hunting, but I'd rather watch wood rot. I hunt puddlers, geese, and divers, I prefer divers. When it’s cold and nasty, no one in their right mind is out there at 4:30AM. , with water temps at 38. It’s just my chessie and me. Your life jacket is only to make the body recovery easier . A stiff northwest wind and you just know the birds will fly today. People look at me and say, man your crazy to be out there, I smile and say I am crazy not to be. Only us diver hunters are out there. A 20 foot boat looks small facing 4ft rollers then the wave on top of that, but if it were easy the deer hunters would be out there. You Lakers know what I am talking about, hunting divers is worse than a drug, it grabs your soul.
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