Over the past couple months I have fallen in love with waterfowl hunting. I've always wanted to do it but never got the chance to go. It's hard to explain why it is so much fun waking up at 4am to go hike through marshes full of stink mud and cat tails. Its makes no sense that I would find enjoyment out of hanging out in the cold and getting soaked at the same time. But I can't sleep at night because I'm thinking of hunting. Its been exciting learning a new sport while geeking out on the internet. I am hooked. Here's some photos of the crew out hunting. I have to thank Luke, Branden, Ross and Alec for putting up with my noisy duck calls. I'm told it sounds like mini mouse getting raped.