Hunting high (in the air) is different for sure. When I was 6 yrs old I think (5 or 6), I followed my Dad up a 25' tower blind on a fence line in S Texas (vertical ladder). I was a climber, so he trusted me I guess. Made it to the top but ain't gonna lie I was a little scared when I looked down. Dad said don't look down & opened the door, put 25-06 & Thermos inside, told me to hold on tight son as he climbed in then reached his big arm down and pulled me in. First thing I noticed were the yellow jacket nests and before I could even finish my sentence Dad told me to calm down, be quiet, he's got a knife it's gonna be OK (was a little cold out). Took him about 5 minutes to cut all of the half comatose yellow jackets in half and then he poured me a cup of hot chocolate from his Thermos and told me not to touch them because they can still sting you. Also toted my BB gun up and my job was to shoot the cows in the butt if they got too close to the blind. Cows rubbing on tower blind was kinda scary LOL. Right before dark Dad said there's a good buck, he just stuck his neck out of the brush. He's a good ways out there, be quiet and don't move. Set binoculars down grabbed rifle and BAM. I got him son, gonna wait a few minutes. I'm going down first and then you step down. Don't worry, I've got you. I was so excited I can hardly remember getting down. That was my first experience in a tower blind and something I will never forget. Miss you Dad.