O.k., so you go up to Tulelake (Tulelake is on the border of California and Oregon) to go after ducks/geese (LOTS of hope), and you come back home with only one duck; and still say it was one of the most fun that you had out of the all of the trips that you had in Tulelake.  Does this really make sense?  Somehow, it does.  Let’s start from the beginning.  Without stopping, except for the gas stops, is around 12 hours.  We left around 2:30, got there about 2:00.  I hate to say this, but it doesn’t seem like it took that a mount of time.  We slept around 3-31/2 hours, had some…