Kindergarteners are loud.
“Hey, Dad, hey! Look it, a prickly pear cactus!”
“Can we take another candy break? Pleeeeease!”
And they’re poorly suited to the brush.
“Um, Dada… animals live in habitat, and that’s not habitat. That’s a pricker bush.”
These aren’t qualities that’ll help you find game birds.
But it’s not really about the birds, is it?
“Ooooo deer poop… a deer pooped here, so cool!“
Take a kid hunting. You may not bag a limit, but you’ll both score a fresh perspective on the world. If that’s not worth a few hours of tromping through the snow, I don’t know what is.