Wild duck with rice

While still lamenting a dismal duck season in Victoria my thoughts gravitated to the rice growing enterprises just across the border from my hometown. All the rain falling across New South Wales was bound to stir the ducks up, and indeed I was right.

A QUICK phone call to an old family friend, who just happened to grow rice, confirmed my suspicions. There was no shortage of ducks getting into his rice and we were more than welcome to get stuck into them. As a matter of fact, his neighbour was also into rice growing and he would be more than happy for us to hunt over his rice as well. With the use of a shearer’s shed complete with shower and toilet thrown in, the die was cast and a couple of days later, after setting up in the shearer’s shed, we took up our host’s offer of a guided tour of both his and his neighbour’s farms.

There is very little more exciting to a duck hunter than seeing flocks of ducks rising from