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
Friday, August 26, 2011
YOU CAN HAVE THIS RECORD
We've tied a record in south central Kansas with 46 days over 100 degrees. That hasn't happened since 1980. I've forgot about that summer and I would like to forget this one, too. But all Mother Nature needs is the roaster on high for another five days and we break the all-time record that's stood since 1936.
While it's never too hot to fish, this heat takes a toll on anglers. If there's no breeze you can forget seeing me on an all-day fishing trip. We like to go early and wrap things up by lunch or so. Beyond that it's not much fun to me to sit and roast.
And even evening fishing can be brutally hot. On several camping trips this summer the temperatures were still in the high 90's after the sun set. That should be illegal. Regardless, my two boys were down on the bank having success catching plenty of channel catfish fishing from shore. But it just didn't seem right to see them drenched in sweat at 10 p.m.
It looks like by weekend's end we may have a shot at the 1936 record of hottest summer on record. Fine, whatever, let's get it over with and get on with it. It's time for fall. Thank God we have a change of season in Kansas and I'm ready for it. Bring on the ducks, a little frost, a morning when you can see your breath and let the leaves fall where they may.
Now let's hope we don't set any records for most days below freezing. I wouldn't be a fan of that record, either. I'm good with average, run-of-the-mill temperatures and these are records I can do without.
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