The hook was set before that hunt, but it totally sealed the deal for me when it came to developing a love for waterfowl. Watching that mass of birds fly towards one of the most beautiful sunrises I've ever seen only to realize they HAD to go back were they came from. The building anticipation of their return as they made a wide, swooping button hook was far better than any moment I've ever experienced hanging off the side of a tree. It was everything a great hunt should be!
I'll never forget that hunt and Leo's effort and drive are a big part of that.
