George, you'll know when it's time. Just as Joe and I will know when to quit flying. Complacency is more of a danger than physical prowess, believe me.

I'm really old, balance an issue. Upland here mostly solitary, man and preferably a dog. Waterfowling is guns cased to the blind in the company of buddies who know the drill. Invited meet muster.

Practise does wonders for balance, particularly on springy ground of branches after a woods operation, a stick in hand to assist confidence. Those quail, dove, prairie shoots down there look like Manhatten lawns to me.

Practise, practise. Attitude, attitude. With good buddies, it's still heaven.You're good for another 15 years.