Says the guy who sits in a tree stand with a gun for hours upon hours in the biting cold, waiting for something that may or may not appear.. :-D
By the way, you've got it all wrong. I don't spend hours waiting for something that may or may not appear. If that were the case, I'd buy my meat wrapped in cellophane at Walmart and save a lot of time/money.
I spend hours watching the sun rise over the mountains on frosty mornings, when you can see your breath in front of your face and watch the world come to life around you...nothing but you, the squirrels, the woodpeckers, the redtail hawks circling overhead, the coyote that slips through looking for his breakfast, totally unaware that you've invaded his space...just you and nature. You're a visitor on foreign turf, getting a glimpse of the every day habits and behaviors of wildlife that most folks never get to witness. I've had chipmunks run across my shoes, squirrels sitting eyeball to eyeball with me on a tree limb and bobcats walking close enough that I could reach out and touch them, none of them ever aware that a human being is within five miles of them.
I spend hours watching snowflakes drift lazily on the wind, when the woods are totally silent, calm and still as the snow slowly covers the brown leaves and blankets everything in brilliant shades of silver and white.
I spend hours witnessing the glory of God's creation in the biggest cathedral He ever created. I spend hours away from the hustle-and-bustle of the every day world, where I'm able to think and sort through issues and problems on my terms, at my pace. Some of my best work is done from 25 ft. up an oak tree. I spend hours with friends — sharing in the stories of their hunts and building memories that will last a lifetime.
That's what I spend hours doing. It's time well-wasted. When a deer shows up — when you hear that tell-tale crunch of freshly-fallen autumn leaves that can only be made by a mature whitetail buck dragging his feet through the leaves and your heart jumps into your throat — that's just icing on the cake.
Yeah. That's how I waste time.