One time I went duck hunting on the last for duck hunting season in our area. A friend and I went, and I showed up wearing waders. He looked at me and asked why I wasn’t going to sit in one of the nice dry blinds on the side of the pond, and I smiled at him with one of my wizened macho-man looks and replied, “Because unlike you my friend, I’m going to wade out amongst ’em where the action is fast and furious. I intend to hunt the supreme ‘honey hole; you just sit over there on the sidelines and watch me go, (and while you’re at it, you might want to take some notes)” . . . https://www.wordsfortheday.com/2024/08/wizened-macho-man-taking-notes-folly/