And when they are not, we shoot geese, deer, or cook a feast, whatever mood strikes. I guided for 30 seasons, just play with the kids and grandkids now. Tons more fun and that's the only reason I keep the place. I really don't care how thick they are anymore. You can only eat so many in a lifetime, but the kids don't think they've killed their share I guess. They watch the moon, fronts etc to take off work. I mostly just go when its pretty. Don't want to kill one bad enough to get wet anymore. Guess I've become what I used to laugh at.