LAKE CHRISTINA, MINN. – The other evening, as the sun set over this 4,000-acre shallow body of water that straddles Grant and Douglas counties, Will Smith, Dan Gahlon and I were surrounded by ghosts, watching ducks.
In the middle of the lake, redhead ducks mixed with ringnecks, scattered among which were canvasbacks, while small flights of green-winged teal arrowed above the preening flotilla.
Coots, mergansers and trumpeter swans also were present, the latter, large and brilliantly white, visible from long distances.
The ghosts?
Sam Fertig was one.
In the 1860s, accompanied by his two dogs, Fertig traveled from St. Paul to Christina in a horse and buggy. Beguiled by the sight of the big lake, black with ducks, for the next 40 years he hunted Christina for the market, at times filling his boat with more than 150 canvasbacks and redheads before sending them to restaurants in the Twin Cities and beyond, the redheads bringing $3.50 a dozen, the canvasbacks, $4.
Among Christina's countless other ghosts are those of Anton Wahlin, who founded his duck camp in 1912, and Edward Decker, who first hunted Christina in 1924.
Successful as these and many other waterfowlers were on Christina, by the 1950s the lake morphed from a duck mecca to a murky cesspool nearly devoid of birds. In 1959, only 250 canvasbacks used the lake.