I don't feel nearly as bad about my vices as I did before. I love to pick up something new and learn all I can about it. I reach some level of proficiency and move on. Consequently I have become a Jack of a few trades and master of none. One summer I got into making wine. I made strawberry, blackberry, elderberry, dandelion, and backyard grape. Anything I could pick myself. Made 95 bottles that summer. There were a lot of headaches in those bottles. Another that has come and gone were bird dogs. I miss them so. I raised and trained English setters for 15 years. Had all the books and equipment needed. I even got into horses so I could chase them in field trials. That resulted in tack, feed, truck and trailer. The ex got in the game by attending horse shows. $$$$$ I did learn to shoe a horse. Lately my vices seem to be seasonal. I'll spend my money on fishing equipment, my Harley (which may be the next to be shelved), a minimal amount on golf, reloading, and guns. Through it all there has been hunting and all the trappings that go with it. Side by side shotguns for bird hunting, pumps for ducks, along with the decoys, boat and other gear. The dogs passed on and big game hunting filled the void. The guns turned to rifles with scopes, cold weather gear for the mountains, warm weather gear for Africa, taxidermy, travel. I at one time was Cabela's "Foremost Customer". Hunting is still my passion and I hope to continue as long as my body and money can stand it.