My late Daddy took me the first time.....in 1965....I was 7 with a .410. About 15 of us went into a swamp in Russel County. We shot until pitch black dark. The average bag per man was about 10 wood-ducks. Many of those men were WWII veterans as was my Daddy. They believed in shooting Ducks or Doves until the last one flew. Game Wardens were scarce in Alabama back then and the least of there worries. Definitely different times. I'll bet 500 woodies tried to come into that swamp!!
I bet y’all ate them birds too.
These social media boys now days just wants the big numbers for publicity. They’ll throw in a ditch and go get some more. Little piss ants is what they are