In a way, it might have been all the ragging over missed shots that made Monk care so much more about dove hunting than he did about, oh, deer hunting or turkey hunting. He is what they call a people person. The man likes a party. We fished together, once, in a tournament, and I think the most fun he had was at the big banquet the night before we started fishing and at the awards dinner when we were finished. The fishing part, alone with just one other person in a boat, was sort of tedious for Monk.