- Sep 10, 2012
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- DU, JSA, NAHC( Life member), NRA (Life member)
- Namibia, Zimbabwe, USA (PA ,WY,TX,MT,AK,NJ,DE,VA,WV,SD,MA,NC,FL,MD,CA) Canada (QC,NF,ON,NT,NWT,BC), New Zealand
I started waterfowl hunting in 1985 and for about 30 years I was just enjoying myself traveling around the country shooting ducks and geese. Then I learned about the waterfowl slam or maybe my kids found out about it, I don't remember exactly how it went. But what I do remember is them asking me how many different species I had and how close I was to getting the slam. I told them that I really wasn't interested in a slam that I just enjoyed hunting waterfowl, well that wasn't the answer that they wanted. They kept after me nudging and pushing me to finish what I unwittingly started. A few years ago, my son accompanied me to St. Paul, Alaska to check the King eider off the list, then last year my son, son in law and I traveled to California to collect some Cinnamon teal. That left me with only the Fulvous Whistling duck and the Black Belly Tree duck on my list. Last week my son in law and I headed south to Okeechobee, Florida. My son would have liked to have gone along but having recently moved into a new house and trying to get his family settled in it just wasn't going to work. Any way on our first day there I was able to knock down a few Fulvous ducks and on the second morning we lucked out because the rain that was coming down kept the Black Bellies flying low and later than usual and we collected a few of them. And just like that my slam was complete. I spent the next 2 days just having fun shooting whatever species of duck flew past or over me.