Ed, save money perhaps but the experience? I followed my father grouse and Hun hunting 70 years ago north of Saskatoon where he was a RCAF flying instructor before going overseas the first year of the war. I'll go back again before I die.

But that driven hunting with all those blokes with their accents and guns, their etiquette and pubs and cheddar, smoked mackerel and meat pies, there's more fun and laughs there for us colonials than a year of Saturday Night Live!