I lived in southern Michigan for a few years. The goose hunting was great because of all the dairy farms around. I was close enough to Lake Erie to make a few trips there, also.
Shenandoah Vally in Virginia
Most people don't think about the Shenandoah Valley when they think about waterfowl.
I grew up in eastern NC. Hunted the Pamlico and Currituck sounds and up the rivers and creeks that feed them. Used to drop a lot of pintails and mallards at an impoundment near Hobucken, NC. Knew about some really hot oxbows where the woodies were thick as the hairs on a dogs back. But no matter where I went, it was always more fun when I had my dog. Bought my first Chessie back in 1982 after some lowlife stole my Lab. I've had Chessies ever since. (The Lab in my pic was my ex-wifes; I got custody because she opted to move into a townhouse in a city and I convinced her that Gus would be much happier with a few acres to roam around on without a leash.)
I've been on the road since '04. Haven't hunted much over the last 4 years but I tendered my resignation a couple of weeks ago with the intent of taking the rest of the year off and catching up on some hunting.
My grandfather was a big time duck hunter and used to hunt ENC and the Eastern Shore. That was, unfortunately, before my time.
I admire Chessies, but I love my Labs. They're both little girls, right at 43 pounds both of them. They won't tip your boat over or knock you sprawling in the blind.