Have hunted way more than my share of really shitty weather days. Marsh hunting is for sure the way to go when the weather is really bad, extra points if the marsh is such that you can walk home or protected enough to paddle home in an emergency.
Additionally... I don't ever seem to get the gunning that I expect on really windy days. I've had many windy days that I thought that I was going to slay them sitting in a little lee where they like to hang out and the birds hunkered down elsewhere while I sat in the cold waiting for them to abandon caution and join the decoys. Although it goes against conventional wisdom, the brant and black ducks along the rocky coasts in CT I've hunted the past couple decades seemed to fly poorly in the wind (the mergansers, however, they like to fly in the wind) - they were probably headed to some comfortable marsh on long island leaving me in the cold.
Probably looked a bit like this, luckily I had a stout cameraman:

Additionally... I don't ever seem to get the gunning that I expect on really windy days. I've had many windy days that I thought that I was going to slay them sitting in a little lee where they like to hang out and the birds hunkered down elsewhere while I sat in the cold waiting for them to abandon caution and join the decoys. Although it goes against conventional wisdom, the brant and black ducks along the rocky coasts in CT I've hunted the past couple decades seemed to fly poorly in the wind (the mergansers, however, they like to fly in the wind) - they were probably headed to some comfortable marsh on long island leaving me in the cold.
Coated entirely with a sheet of salt ice – I think “rime” is the correct term – I presented a sight to remember. As the coating discouraged any sort of movement, my loyal partner could not help but utter the immortal words of the badly-rusted Tin Man – in The Wizard of Oz: “Oil can!”
Probably looked a bit like this, luckily I had a stout cameraman:

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