kansasbrittany
Banned
and get the dip-net ready. It's bullfrog Friday (the Friday of Labor Day w/e).
This evening the family and I will join a farmer friend and his wife in the Flint Hills. We'll eat and talk about wildlife and the weather. The boys will drive the pick-up through the cut broam field while we wait for the sun to drop, then all heck breaks loose.
With flashlights scanning the lilly-pads and moss for shiny yellow eyes, our gigs and dipnets in-hand, we'll harvest a tasty KS treat. Our laughs will be carried away by the wind, our footprints will eventually be filled back in by sediment, and the frog-legs will eventually be consumed. The memories of this annual event, however, will last us all a lifetime:thumbsup:
Saturday night the dove hunting crew will arrive at our house. We'll fry up some frog legs and give all 4 youth hunters a safety refresher. After they get to bed, we'll share some barley-water and tell stories of dove and upland hunts we've been so blessed to experience.
Sunday morning, just a little before official sunrise, the sounds and smells of fall will be in the air (shotgun blasts and spent shotshells). With any luck, we'll be done before it gets too hot. We'll put our "town clothes" on and head to Eskridge's annual rodeo. Jalepeno-stuffed, bacon-wrapped dove-birds for dinner (hopefully!)......go to sleep Sun night and wake up Mon morning to do it all over again. Life is good, but today it's even better:cheers:
This evening the family and I will join a farmer friend and his wife in the Flint Hills. We'll eat and talk about wildlife and the weather. The boys will drive the pick-up through the cut broam field while we wait for the sun to drop, then all heck breaks loose.
With flashlights scanning the lilly-pads and moss for shiny yellow eyes, our gigs and dipnets in-hand, we'll harvest a tasty KS treat. Our laughs will be carried away by the wind, our footprints will eventually be filled back in by sediment, and the frog-legs will eventually be consumed. The memories of this annual event, however, will last us all a lifetime:thumbsup:
Saturday night the dove hunting crew will arrive at our house. We'll fry up some frog legs and give all 4 youth hunters a safety refresher. After they get to bed, we'll share some barley-water and tell stories of dove and upland hunts we've been so blessed to experience.
Sunday morning, just a little before official sunrise, the sounds and smells of fall will be in the air (shotgun blasts and spent shotshells). With any luck, we'll be done before it gets too hot. We'll put our "town clothes" on and head to Eskridge's annual rodeo. Jalepeno-stuffed, bacon-wrapped dove-birds for dinner (hopefully!)......go to sleep Sun night and wake up Mon morning to do it all over again. Life is good, but today it's even better:cheers:
