My dad spent alot of times taking us three boys and my cousin on hunting trips. Mainly duck hunting, we had a hotel blind in the trees in a brake. Killed the shite out of mallards, also had some rocking fried honey buns on the camp stove in the back of the blind. Now that I am a dad, I see all the work these trips took.
Me, him, my brothers, my two nephews, and my four year old and 20 month old spent some time on the pier today catching some nice bluegill and a few chinqs. My nephews are in their mid twenties
and they take care of my boys, they get to reel theirs and their own in! My four year old likes it better than Christmas, Easter, Birthday and Halloween rolled together.