It was a rough day for sure, but full of entertainment between me, my brother, and my cousin. When we finally pulled out of the launch we just all started laughing. It was one of those "this $h!t just really happened" moments. What could go wrong did go wrong, but we made it out and had a blast. To me that's better than killing a limit. I really wished we could have cleared the trail to our last blind, but I'll settle for just making it back! On the way out there I said if I kill 1 teal I'll be happy. I was just pumped to be back in the marsh after a long hiatus from hunting. Well, the good lord anwered and I got my one. SOB was tasty too.
Dink, I'm more like a Fred Sanford. If I could afford top of the line stuff I wouldn't always be up $h!t Creek........ Or at least I would have a paddle.