
Soon we reached the Pembroke, Virginia, and the canoes were pulled up onto the riverbank.
In the blink of an eye, the sportsmen dropped the fishing rods and took up the shotgun. Duck season was to open on the Saturday before Thanksgiving and whether or not they had been scouting, hunter’s would fill South Carolina’s swamps, lakes, and rivers in the morning to come.
After hearing reports of striper action on the Wateree River, Dawson Jordan and I wasted no time in planning a trip to catch some.