The are few certainties in life... death, taxes, and us Murren boys doin' some waterfowl huntin' on Thanksgiving mornin'.
I was a little concerned with a barron scouting trip, a full moon overnight and a bluebird day forecasted. Hardly waterfowlin' weather, but we never miss this opportunity to hunt together, regardless of weather.
Thankfully, Joe did a little scoutin' of his own and located some birds. We were treated to a beautiful sunrise, then got to lay into some geese. There was some questionable shootin', but we managed to leave the field with eight honkers. Definitely a day well spent with the ol' man and my brothers, and we got the icin' on the cake too.