Old Place Reservoir

The connection I have to Old Place dates back to the Fall of 1975; before I hunted  with a camera. Then, I only hunted with a gun and it was here that my first black Labrador retriever, Jet, retrieved his first duck; a drake bufflehead. Some fourteen years after that first retrieve, I deposited Jet's ashes in the waters of Old Place. I still go back here more than once a year, sometimes to hunt ducks, sometimes to hunt with my camera. Sometimes to do both. This was one such morning. Listen to The Story Behind the Image.

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