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, March 27, 2012
SPRING BREAK FUN
We wrapped up the sale mid-afternoon Saturday and I asked my twin boys if they wanted to go to Applebees for dinner to celebrate their birthday (they turned 13) or go pond fishing. They got the hang of eating like teenage boys early and I wondered what they might choose.
"FISHING!" was the unanimous shout.
So we loaded up the truck with drinks, snacks, rods, reels and lawn chairs. My daughter, home from her first college spring break, loves to fish so I knew she was game, too. My wife even decided to join us. She doesn't fish much but knew the evening would be an enjoyable one and she could relax in a lawn chair (she didn't really relax as she tried to catch up on grading papers and other school work).
The action started out a bit slow but the kids all had caught a few fish. My boys suffer from "the grass is always greener just around the corner" mentality and circled the pond in no time casting spinner baits. After catching a few fish on a nearby smaller pond my daughter and I joined the boys on the big pond.
"I caught three right there, Dad," Cody said.
"Then why did you leave?" I asked.
More than likely he was trying to beat his brother to the upper end where they'd caught scrappy bass nearly every cast on our last trip last summer. Boys will be boys.
So Ashley and I stood in the same spot and probably caught 25 largemouth bass or so between us. It wasn't long and the boys were back with us.
The evening was beautiful. Each of my kids caught from 12-20 largemouth bass ranging in size from 8 inches up to about 4 pounds. Three pound fish weren't uncommon. Throw in some trophy bull bluegill and it was definitely a success. All fish were released with hopes we'd tangle with them another day.
And the boys even got to strap on the feed bag later that night. We went to Applebees for half-price appetizers at 10 p.m. If they KEEP eating like teenagers I might have to take out a loan! Either that or I'll show them how to prepare a shore-lunch!
It's all good and was a great way to celebrate the boys' birthday and some nice spring break weather!
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