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
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
FAMILY FISHING
We targeted a well-known chum hole and dropped anchors. It was a nice morning as I baited every one's hook, a task which keeps me busy with five others in my boat. Shyanne hooked the first fish of the morning and excitement was high. Dylan was next on the board with another feisty channel catfish.
The fishing wasn't fast and furious by any definition. However, we were catching enough and missing plenty more bites to keep things interesting. Over the course of the next few hours we managed to put 19 cats in the livewell weighing between 3 and 5 pounds. We called it a morning about 11 a.m. when the temperature started soaring, kids were getting hungry and the girls in the boat had to find a restroom.
Both Shyanne and Dylan were busy snapping photos on their cell phones to share with their friends when we got back to camp. We took a couple groups shots and it was nice to see the smile on everyones' faces holding up a couple fish. It's always fun to share the experience. The kids and my sister will remember the trip each time they sit down to a fried catfish dinner. They're already looking forward to our next outing in a couple weeks. Hopefully, it will be worth the wait.
Well, that was a great family bonding I bet. It's indeed a memorable one. We're also planning to have a fishing trip with my family. I hope it will be as happy and memorable as yours.
ReplyDelete@Simone, I tell you, fishing is really a fun and great activity to do with your family! Whenever we go fishing, it’s not just our family, but we include the whole clan, from the grandparents, to the aunts and uncles, up to the nieces and nephews. It’s sooo fun!! The kids would really try their best to catch fish on their own.
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