HONEY GROVE, Texas – It was shortly after good daylight when a big flock of teal came wheeling into Mike Jolley’s decoys. The birds were fully committed, and most duck hunters would have unloaded three shots into the flock. Those who shot well would have bagged three ducks – they decoyed that righteously.
Jolley never fired a shot. These are the moments he lives for – the improbable flight attitudes of hyper-speed ducks suddenly throwing on the brakes like jet fighters landing on the pitching deck of an aircraft carrier, the whoosh of wind through their wings as they pass almost close enough to touch.