It was literally raining ducks. Toward the end of the evening we had to make a conscious effort not to shoot them. We were scaring ducks off of the water as we went to pick up ones we'd shot. Don't see it happening like that again.
Here's part of the take:
My cousin (fishing and shooting partner) with a pretty drake Wood Duck:
Only part I don't have pictures of is the hour we spent cleaning ducks. 5 of us...3 with knives, 2 rinsing and bagging...