Foxtrot Charlie is a buddy of mine. He’s been a big game hunter for decades, and only recently got interested in domestic offerings. I invited him to Deer Camp last fall. He had a ball. I invited him out for Spring Gobbler. He came out with me to the Honey … Continue reading →
This was my first time out to the Honey Hole this year. The turkeys have been very active due to a warm end to the winter. I had hens and gobblers sounding off over a 10 acre patch with me in the middle. It was a wild morning. I even … Continue reading →
I went back down to Turkey Camp yesterday. I had several projects that needed work, and I wanted to get out and listen to the turkeys. First off, let me describe yesterday morning’s scouting trip. Starting at 20 minutes before sunrise, a large flock started going off near the Honey … Continue reading →
This is the earliest I’ve tried to return to camp in 20-some seasons. A good deal of it is because I’m retired now. In the past, I had to wait until the weekends. Last year, I was still feeling the chemo and had to wait until someone else could go … Continue reading →
It just turned over 90 days until the Spring Gobbler Opener in Kentucky. It is 12F and the wind is gusting to 24 MPH. Believe me, today is not the day to start scouting. So when? It all depends. Scouting New Property My big question is how much pain is … Continue reading →
I’m not one of those guys who dreams of turkey hunting all year. By the time mid-May comes around, I’m pretty well done with the whole thing. Don’t get me wrong; I love turkey hunting. It is just such a frustrating and humbling process that I get tired of getting … Continue reading →
“Hunting 16 of 22 days and only getting one bird? Shaman, ol buddy! What went wrong?” Nothing went wrong. It all fell together. It just did not fall together in a pleasing way. Now that I’ve had a couple days in the recliner and a couple nights of 10+ hours … Continue reading →
It was a little over a year ago that I trudged out with a bird. The Cancer was back. I was starting Chemo in a few weeks. That might have been my last hunt. Here it is, a year later. The Cancer is gone. I’m still a little rocky from … Continue reading →
Things have been rough out here at the farm this season. Everything about the turkeys has been delayed. I have never hunted so many days in a season before, and I can tell you the action has generally been lousy. It was not until mid-week last week before I got … Continue reading →
I have been experiencing a complete dearth of huntable gobblers all through the first week of season. Oh, I’ve been hearing them, and hearing hens as well. It has just been one day after another of the gobs hopping off the roost and disappearing off the property. It has been … Continue reading →
Never in the 20+ seasons I have been to our camp, have I seen such optimal weather for a Turkey Opener. When Mooselette and I put our rumps down at the Honey Hole, it was 62F, no wind, and a dappled sky. I set up the DAC to record stuff … Continue reading →
It was a bit windy, but I made it out to the Honey Hole. I was surrounded by gobblers and hens. At one point, the nearest gob flew down from his roost about 50 yards from me and made a beeline over to some rowdy hens. When I left them, … Continue reading →
This year was most honorable #1 Granddaughter’s first attempt at a turkey hunt while fully armed. Mooselette had been out with me on several turkey hunts over the years. This was her first as a hunter. She went with Daddy Moose out to Dead Skunk, while I tried to record … Continue reading →
