I still hunt for pleasure. I no longer care how many I shoot and do not consider that a measure of success. I do often just go to be with my son or a friend, to build a memory for them, or myself. When I was duck hunting last week by myself I had a mallard hen land in the decoys and enjoyed her company for several minutes. She left without me making a sound. It was a nice visit. Had she been a black duck or better yet a canvasback we might have had a different outcome. Or at least a louder one. smile