I went duck hunting for the first time last week and have been meaning to make a post about it. Until I get to a full-blown post describing the day's adventures here are a few pictures to tide you over.

Tom setting out the decoy spread before sunrise.


Armed and dangerous.


Our only duck of the day. Unfortunately I didn't shoot it.


Tom let me take the duck home though.


It dressed down to 1.3 pounds and turned out very nice.


Amy came over to help roast it that night, and we also made Alton Brown's French onion soup. It turned out good too.