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, May 22, 2013
BIG FISH FUN
My family camps several times every summer with my sister and her family. It's always a good time when my kids get to see their cousins and we have a great time fishing and playing in the water. On occasion my mother joins us and she loves to fish, too. We were fishing for channel catfish one summer a couple years ago and my mom hooks into what she thought was the bottom. But it started moving and she quickly realized it was a fish and a big one to boot. It was all she could do to hold onto the pole (she would later have a bruise where the butt of the rod was buried in her stomach) as the big fish dove for the depths. I realized something wasn't right by the way the fish was fighting and not succumbing. She finally got it to the side of the boat and the monstrous cat was foul hooked near the base of the tail. We shot a few photos with her and her grand kids and her big fish. It was at that time I was nearly written out of her will when I told her we had to release the fish. "WHY?" she screamed. A quick explanation of Kansas fishing regulations didn't do much to get me back into the will and I eased her big fish over the side. But my mom, kids, nieces and nephews still talk about the one that "HAD to get away."
Family fishing adventures are always fun. Even when the preferred species doesn't cooperate, in this case channel catfish, there always seems to be other sorts of excitement. And although carp are considered rough fish a youngster tussling with a 5-10 pound carp every few minutes is enough to keep any kid busy and happy. Years ago we'd have outings where we'd catch a handful of nice channel catfish but the highlight, for the kids anyway, were dozens of carp that readily ate the stink bait intended for catfish.
Truly monstrous fish of any species are unique. In the world of crappie many anglers consider a 2-pounder to be one worthy of big fish consideration. While I've caught many over two pounds I've never cracked the 3 pound mark coming within a few ounces only a handful of times. This fish came from Glen Elder Reservoir a couple years back. It was just over 16 inches long and incredibly deep-bodied. Only a week or so removed from the majority of the spawn this fish was a legitimate contender for a 3-pounder had I caught it just a few days earlier.
Fishing trips with my kids are richly rewarding. Even ones where we don't fill the livewell or get sore fingers from dozens or hundreds of fish are enjoyable. My daughter was home for a couple weeks from college recently when we enjoyed a nice day on the water together. While we caught several dozen fish of assorted species, we didn't catch many walleye of legal size. However, when we caught this fat 5-pounder my daughter was as excited as if we'd been catching fish all day long just like it. She promptly put the photo on her Facebook page and was pleased when overnight she had 29 "Likes" on the big fish photo.
Thursday, May 2, 2013
FUNGUS AMONG US
Hunting the fungus, while sounding a bit disgusting, is a popular pastime for many Kansans. Those familiar with morels are out in full force right now reaping the rewards of a bountiful crop in many parts of the state. If you haven't ever tried mushroom hunting now is a good time to give it a shot. To borrow a phrase from one of America's favorite Duckmen, Si Robertson, "Hey, it's on like bing-bong, Jack!"
Morels grow in drainages along creeks, rivers and wooded draws. They typically grow in association with various types of trees including cottonwoods, elms, cedars, sycamores and ash. Areas where the ground has been disturbed due to cutting or trimming activities is good as morels often pop up in the disturbed soil. Areas that have been burned are also good places to look, too.
Edible morels (left) are hollow throughout the stem and fruit. False morels (right) are solid and shouldn't be consumed. |
Morels can be prepared a variety of ways but all of them should be cooked. Sauteed in a pan with a little bit of butter they can be added to favorite pasta dishes, scrambled eggs or omelets. One of the most common is cut lengthwise in two and dipped in a liquid bath of egg and milk and then lightly coated with flour seasoned with salt and pepper. Fried to a golden brown in hot oil at about 350 degrees for 3-4 minutes the results are morsels fit for a king.
It's likely due to their wonderful flavor, their "secretive" nature and the fact they can't be artificially propagated, that morels are expensive. They sell online for $20-$40 per pound and many people don't bat an eye buying a sack-full of fungus at these prices. Professional morel hunters will dry the bounty they don't sell fresh and market them to culinary chefs in this country and abroad.
The good news is some experts say the morel "season" is about at its midway point with several good weeks left. But there's bad news, too. That comes in the form of poison ivy and ticks, the latter which seem particularly bad in the last week or so. These vermin come in all sizes and it's important to check yourself once you return home. Ticks that have attached should be removed as quickly as possible to prevent the chances of tick-borne diseases being transmitted.
Morel spots are cherished and often shared only among close friends who are sworn to secrecy as to their location. Finding new spots is a matter of logging countless hours, and possibly counted miles, of walking through likely-looking habitat. But once a morel is spotted it's not often alone and others are nearby. Spots good one year are often good in subsequent years.
Searching for mushrooms is a great way to spend a nice spring afternoon. Finding mushrooms is even better!