Early last spring, I found myself going stir crazy.

The days were getting warmer and longer, but a seemingly relentless onslaught of precipitation meant that going fishing or dip netting was off the table.

In desperate need of my fresh-air fix, I decided to put on my boots and go for a walk on a parcel of public hunting land. Perhaps I’d come across some ducks or catch a glimpse of a few migrating bird species. What I found instead, was a new addiction that got me through the rainy spring.

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