Another long interesting string. Punt guns and night hunting still are operational in Great Britain,according to web sites I visit; these are tools and if hunters use them with ethical restraint, as is averred, I see no isse. Sinkboxes still are avalaible in Canada, from the advertisements I see, and I've read some stories of wonderful hunts. Indians also waded underwater with breathing reeds to snatch unsuspecting ducks from the hordes of pre-colonial waterfowl--this was subsistance not sport and different rules adhere.
The Brits also tend to frown on repeaters, though Americans for the majority seem to dote on them. Before this state outlawed spinners, I used a Wonderduck spinner/splasher exactly once on a still, frozen day when the temp got UP to eight before dropping...It was the only motion from horizon to horizon and the ducks sucked right down on top of it though I sat in plain sight with calls frozen solid after the first breath. The gods of the flyways being always on the job--my left-barrel firing pin refused to function with bismuth loads, new that year. The one-shot kills with the right barrel were frozen solid when I retrieved them, and so were my feet!
I've used the old jerk-string method once illustrated in the Herter's catalogue with success, and hunted with a guide who used a spinning-wing mallard activated by string pull which he played like a Stradivarius, herking and jerking and sucking greater Canadas right down on top of his wind-waddling goose shells. Stretchy cords these days get the decoys to swimming back and forth usefully.
I wouldn't use one of those perpetual motion motor decoys even if I could legally--I think the ducks would cotton on too fast. Spoonies? Well, spoonies,what can I say. I bet black ducks and sprig aren't that suceptible. I like my cork decoys fine, and they've been known to outdraw expert callers with a hundred plastic blocks two hundred yards away. But age and decreptitude have reduced me to those awful Feather-Flex shells--only to have stone dead Canadas, mallards, widgeon and teal smack right into them after cupping up and coming in like they were on rails. Go figure. When Zack Taylor years ago announced skin diver gloves and I discovered neoprene, I never looked back--finally my hands functioned in a duck blind again. But woolens and rubber LaCrosse hippers are my wear of choice.
All hunters pick and choose the equipment that complements their own style and self image. I can't find it in me to criticise the robo-duck crowd if they use their gear ethically and sparingly. For years I struggled with misfeeds in my Browning Auto 5 because I handloaded paper shotshells, not willing to succumb to plastic...thought I got a good grade in high school salesmanship class by "selling"the brand-new green plastic shells Remington came out with, sure to be a passing fad...
The thing that offends me most, and I may be alone in this, is the Mad Men advertising style adopted by today's suppliers of sporting goods. All kinds of QuackBlaster, Crush'em crap that makes my skin crawl. I myself am headed soon for that dust to which we all return eventually, and I would like to believe the good old ways of duckin' would survive me, but camouflage-clad plastic shotguns and $500 coats made of the latest wonder fabric (just don't let it near the blind heater or it will melt in a trice) don't hold out much hope. Maybe I am just a cranky old man and cannot see the truth for the camouflage(in the latest fashionable stripe).
As far as I can tell it all began when Winchester discontinued the Model 12 and substituted a piece of crap in its stead,and it has all been downhill ever since...