Well we only got a red-breasted merganser, but it was a darned handsome bird. Actually, considering all the mistakes I made, we were lucky to get anything.
Upon arrival I found my secret little creek full of ice. We broke through it but then got to thinking that ice-bergs don't make for a good spread...so we moved on. Wasted 2 hours in a "new" spot where I personally missed and missed again.
Returned to the icy creek to find it now swarming with ducks and geese. Quickly set up, but the out-going tide was working against us by now. Had to pack it up before we were stranded in mud, just as wave after wave of every sort of waterfowl was trying to land on the boat....if I had only waited 20 more minutes
Duck season is now over for me. It seems that every year I am amazed at how dumb I was only a year prior. I already know that next season I will be totally baffled by the decisions I made this season.
Lesson Number 1) Don't be so quick to move when you know you are in a good spot...patience is a virtue out there