Duck season ended here yesterday, and I find myself alternately relieved that I won't be getting up at 3 a.m. several days a week anymore, and sad that I've had to say good-bye to the marsh for the next nine months.
What makes me feel better is replaying some of my favorite scenes from the marsh this season, and one of them was this:
|My buddy Charlie|
His ghillie's hood forms a scraggly mane, and when you see it, how can you help but think of the Lion King with a shotgun and a cigarette?
I can't remember exactly how it came up, but Charlie was saying that the jacket also came with pants and a gun cover as well.
"Really? I said. "What kind of hunting is it for?"
I'd heard of turkey hunters going to such extremes, but usually there's more green in turkey hunting ghillies.
"It's for killing humans," Charlie said. "It's a sniper suit."
But, hey, whatever works!
Note to Safety Freaks: Charlie ain't stupid: He took a lighter to this jacket to test its flammability before lighting up a smoke while wearing it. It passed the test.
© Holly A. Heyser 2012