Ten minutes of shooting light remained. Echo, my then eight-year-old pudelpointer, and I had been tucked behind a tiny one-man panel blind for 9 hours and 45 minutes. We had one duck to go to reach ...

It was 4:30 a.m. when I texted my hunting buddy that we were switching to plan B. I’d just received a notification on my phone from the Moultrie Mobile app. It revealed big groups of wigeon had moved ...