When I was about 10 I was camping with my family and my aunt and I were out on the lake in our kanoo she was letting me row the boat. well I saw some ducks across the lake they were atleast 1 mile or so away from us. well my aunt was wanting to fish and I figured that the ducks where over there so the fish probably were and I wanted to sit near the ducks. I started stearing the boat tward the ducks and they moved so I tried to follow them they were still quite a ways away so I started paddling faster, then faster, and even faster. Water was flying in every direction I forgot completely bout fishing I wanted to catch those ducks I was finally paddling as fast as I could well I had a big puddle at my feet My aunt was behind me just laughing really hard cuz the distance tween us and the ducks had not changed meanwhile Im still paddling convinced we are getting closer while screaming at the ducks to get closer and stop swimming away I was chasing those ducks for a good 2-3 hours. my aunt said we could head back to camp so I turned us around. By the time we got back to camp my aunt was soaked from head to toe, and she was still laughing.
Well about a week later was the family reunion and My aunt told me that My older brother did something similar at the reunion he was trying to catch gees. and he was running after them for about 2 hours telling the gees to come back.