9:27… I JUMPED into the bay to retrieve the harlequin. The water appeared calm—until I started tracking the speed at which the current was ferrying my bird. I ...
The Kenai River Flats smelled like ducks — the damp chill in the air and the sound of flights overhead mixed with the decomposing tidal swamp to make up the recognizable qualities of the waterfowl ...
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