Having some of my youth left, me and my buddies still get laughed at when we go out fishing. We will go into some of our favorite lakes armed to the teeth pistols, shotguns, and sometimes a rifle on there, fly rod and a spinning rod, and we each have a chainsaw to take care of the trails (lots of beetle kill, and also old dead trees no one else wants to deal with) We get lots of the what in the world?!?!? type of looks, like we are preparing to be attacked by the entire tree, trout, and bear population of Alaska at the same time!! :-D :-D Of course this is only for one to three milers.