Well if it wasn't for him cooking breakfast smoking out the blind , trying see ducks coming looking in the sun the endless funny stories it would have been a dud . But for some reason We found ourselves returning over and over knowing we wouldn't kill squat. As usual we had a great time picking on each other and my boy shot the only duck we took home. We will go again maybe this Saturday supposed to rain and have 30 mph winds . Not good weather to be putting a Rubbermaid shed up at the camp ground might as well go make fun of my buddy .