What is it that creates such a remarkable atmosphere on opening day?
For more than sixty days each season, I live to chase waterfowl, engaging in duck hunting, goose hunting, and closely observing their every action. When the waterfowl season ends, I find myself yearning for the presence of ducks and geese.
It's not merely the act of hunting them that I miss, but rather the simple joy of witnessing the ducks and geese every day. It's akin to experiencing a sense of homesickness from my childhood.
However, opening day brings the return of the waterfowl that I hold in such profound esteem. It feels as though my cherished friends have returned to town for a visit. Just having the waterfowl back in town are what makes opening day so special to me.