I was a strange kid. I grew to be a strange man.
For example, as a kid, I was a morning person. I hated sleeping late. Hated the thought I might miss something...like a sunrise.
In addition, I was never afraid of the dark, never scared to be outside alone at night. That way today. Nothing about the dark of night bothers me.
When I was about seven, maybe eight, no older, I would wait till the folks were sound asleep, midnight or so, then slip out, walk about two miles, in the dark, to a golf course and hunt for night crawlers.
Strange part is, as if that isn't strange enough, I had to walk about 250-yards through a cemetery.
Don't reckon I ever saw a ghost or haint and it didn't bother me a bit.
Did a lot of wandering around outside when the folks thought I was in bed, sound asleep.
In Louisiana, small gang of us kids, four to be exact, would go "Pirootin".
That is a term we invented, It means, just go walking around outside at night, sometimes till past midnight. But I love the early mornings. I have always loved seeing the sunrise.
Today, my usual time to get up in the morning, is about 3:45. I can think of nothing finer than watching a sunrise.
This is especially true from the front of a boat. Only problem for me is getting the boat to the landing. I no longer like driving in the dark.
But it is hard to beat the silence, solitude and beauty of watching the world wake up.
Watching the sun slip above the horizon or the treetops, maybe with a flight of birds taking wings, watch it color the water. That is hard to beat.
Sometimes, it is okay to do it with someone and watching it from a treestand, aint bad, either. Maybe I should mention, I go to bed early, too. Often before good dark.
Here are a few samples of sunrises I have seen. See what you miss by sleeping late.
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