4 greenheads 3 pt sprige Sorenson Dec 27, 1978 This proved to be one of the GREAT DAYS in my duck hunting experience. The pond was stiff with ducks when we went to the blinds, but they all flew away and things were pretty quiet for a while. Then under the high fog (150 yds or so) ducks started streaming back to our pond from corn fields somewhere to the west. They came in flocks of thousands and swirled down on us with noise like a tornado. When one or another of us would shoot the birds would flare up and disappear in the fog, but in two minutes here would come 5000 more in the same pattern. This continued until all three of us had 7 big fat birds apiece. All were stuffed with corn and all had muddy feet and bills. They wanted some water to clean up and have a drink I guess, and we were the first pond in line of their return flights. The ducks east and north of me had very little action -- we were the vortex of the pattern. In addition to the sprige and mallards there were lots of teal, shovelers, and widgeon. Swans and geese livened the scene with their voices, but they did not come down to the pond (though there were boaters on the pond at daylight). After this great experience we did not harass snipe or pheasants but went home early.