Introduction
The outdoors has special meaning to me. I caught my first fish at age 4 and shot my first duck at age 9. Nearly four decades later I still get excited when I get to spend any time outdoors. A lot has changed during that time but the anticipation and experiences are still similar and just as exciting. It’s a great place to be....Read More
These days I enjoy many different types of hunting. I’m an avid, some might say rabid, waterfowler. I love to bowhunt and have traveled the country doing so for various big game species, although I’m fairly content with Kansas whitetails and turkeys now. And when it’s not hunting season I’m usually fishing. I love to fish for walleye, crappie and channel catfish. I’m at home on the front of my boat on a big reservoir or wading a small Flint Hills stream. It’s all good.
Throw in a recent bout with the trapping bug and decades of camping with family and friends and it’s obvious I have an addiction for the outdoors.
Many of my most memorable outdoor experiences in recent years have centered on those with my children. My 18-year-old daughter and twin 12-year-old boys have been a major part of my outings. Watching their eyes light up as they realize the wonders of Mother Nature and her bounty likely has even more meaning than my own personal satisfaction. Spending quality time with them outdoors carries significant and substantial meaning, no matter what we’re doing.
In this Blog I’ll attempt to relay some of the enjoyment and satisfaction I get from being outdoors. Topics covered will be broad in scope and run the gamut. It’s all fair game. If you can sit at your computer and read a particular entry and it stirs you to try it, or helps make your experience more enjoyable, I will be pleased. And if it does nothing more than make you smile or laugh that too, will please me. The outdoors is truly a great place to be!
Good luck!
Marc Murrell
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
HOOKED ON FISHING
Since that time, Adam has become a bit of a fishing fanatic. He now fishes local ponds and creeks on his own and he goes fishing with me and my family every chance he gets. He fishes at least two or three times a week after work and on weekends. My daughter blames me for his addiction and the new-found competing interest.
It's all good in my book. The joy of fishing is getting out and doing it. It's the thrill of catching something and feeling the steady pull of a fish as it fights. It doesn't take much to hook a kid on fishing and a trip or two might be all they need to become a lifetime angler. It worked for Adam and it could work for someone you know, too. Give it a try.
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