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
Thursday, October 2, 2014
TEAL IS MY FAVORITE COLOR!
The sights and sounds of a wetland are nearly reward enough in September. Breathtaking sunrises and sunsets are beautiful and painting-like. The sounds are even more intriguing. Take for instance a small but vocal bird, the Sora rail, that has a cadre of cool sounds (check them out at http://www.allaboutbirds.org/guide/sora/sounds). These visual and auditory stimuli are reason alone to enjoy the September teal season.
But whirling dervish-like flocks and singles and pairs of bluewing teal are the main reason I'm there. Throw in the even more dart-like greenwing teal and it's a wing-shooter's paradise. Add to this that many of Kansas' major wetlands had good water conditions and it was another memorable early teal season once again.
A handful of hunts ran the gamut but all ended with tremendous success. A 6-teal daily bag limit stretches the experience just a little longer than past years, but not by much if there are many teal around. One particular hunt it took me longer to get my duck boat ready and motor to my spot than it did for me and a buddy to shoot 11 bluegwings and one greenwing teal. But we simply cased our guns, watched the sunrise and continued to enjoy everything that's special about a morning on a marsh before finally picking up 45 minutes later.
It doesn't hurt that teal are some of the finest wild table fare, either. Wrapped in bacon and cooked to rare, medium-rare on a kabob they're mouth-watering. It's like an appetizer of sorts, setting the stage for what will take place in another week when the regular duck season opens for many of Kansas' managed marshes.
The early teal season just whets waterfowlers' appetites and now it's time for the main course. I'll just add other favorite colors now, like the iridescent green in a drake mallards head, or the milk chocolate of a pintail drake's. Throw in a few more teal and I'll have the full palette of colors available in the waterfowl world.
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