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Ghostly Tales : The Bridge
It’s long been said that “the darkest hour is just before the dawn,” and even before these words were first spoken, man has feared the darkness and what it conceals in its shadows. So for a man to have a desire to pursue a creature such as a duck (my chosen species) into the early morning darkness of a swamp, one must have the ability to, at the very least, suppress his fears with the reason that you are more likely to be killed by a snapping turtle falling from a cypress tree, than to be killed by a ghost. But I will never forget the morning that I began…
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Ghostly Tales Of Big Marsh Swamp Pt.2
The rest of 2013 I did not return to this swamp, I frequently made excuses not to go. But November 2014 the ducks got too thick and once more the itch became too strong. One evening I made up my mind I was going back, but this time not by myself. I called my long-time friend Johnathon to go with me. I was careful to not sound desperate for his company, but I had decided if he did not go I sure as black berry bush has thorns, was not going into that hole alone
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The Path to the Farm Or When I Fought The Ghost Naked
The path to the farmhouse was unimpressive, just a gap in the cornfield that disappeared into the stalks. The only thing beyond the usual was the banged up mail box with the Stars and Stripes painted on it, the lid dangling by just one rivet after fending off the relentless attack of nocturnal beer bottles. Those heat seekers of the night were forever launched by the anonymous backhanded gunners who rolled the roads between Black Creek and Lucama...
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North Carolina State Toast
North Carolina stands alone among the other 49 states for an exceptional reason. Granted North Carolina has many reasons that make it a stand out state, but for this article, we will focus on the one thing this state has the others do not. That is a state toast.
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Photographing The Forgotten South
Kelly Gomez was at a turning point in her life. She had been dealt a hand of cards, through no fault of her own, that derailed all of her plans. Overnight, things changed. She needed something that would offer a temporary break from reality. An internet search would be the first step down a path that leads to The Forgotten South.
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Ghostly Tales Of Big Marsh Swamp Pt.1
The author had heard the tales of the ghostly happenings in Big Marsh Swamp, but the lure of good duck hunting was stronger than any Ghost Story
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If They Could Talk
If the relics of our sporting heritage could talk, what would they say? Would the decoy tell us about mornings spent in the marsh and the ducks that cupped their wings to land among it and its painted counterparts? Jamie Cameron shares a few items that connect him to his sporting heritage.
