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, May 25, 2012
GOTTA HAVE FISH FOR FISH TACOS
However, our trip started out much slower than expected. Wind gusts well into the 40's didn't help matters but that was still no excuse. So when we started catching a few sub legal walleye and some REALLY nice white bass I made an executive decision.
"We better start keeping some of those whites if we want fish tacos!" I laughed and told my buddies, Kent and Jim.
Se we pitched a few into the livewell just in case.
Don't get me wrong, white bass meat is plenty palatable. But given the choice I'm all over walleye fillets. Walleye is the filet mignon of the piscine world and white bass is hamburger. But I love hamburgers, too, and was going to be happy to have them under those circumstances.
But the fishing Gods shined on us and we started catching keeper-sized 'eyes. Once we had at least one for each of us the white bass got a pardon and swam hastily away after they were pitched back into the lake. Life was good once again.
If you're wondering, here's how I do my fish tacos.
Grill or fry the fish fillets. I like to use Shore Lunch Beer Batter recipe if I'm frying and light oil and Cavenders Greek Seasoning if I'm grilling.
Add the cooked fish fillets to a tortilla, I prefer flour but corn works, too.
My favorite ingredients beyond that to add to the "taco" (get big tortillas as the concoction gets large in a hurry) are Chipotle and garlic salsa, sour cream, shredded cheese, guacamole, coleslaw and black beans.
Bon appetit!
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