PODCAST — Turkey Opener 2011
The tale of the tape: 24.5 lbs, 10.5″ beard and spurs starting to hook– I’m guessing a 3 year old. He was fat enough that he broke the stick I was using as a handle for my turkey tote.
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The tale of the tape: 24.5 lbs, 10.5″ beard and spurs starting to hook– I’m guessing a 3 year old. He was fat enough that he broke the stick I was using as a handle for my turkey tote.
Continue reading →This has been a busy off-season for me. Moosegirl, Moose’s squeeze, has shown an interest in both Turkey and Deer Hunting. Putting together a good starter kit for her for Spring Gobbler Season has had me scouring the web for good deals, collecting up turkey porn, and rummaging through the … Continue reading →
From T&TH Forum:Â “Calling vs Woodsmanship” Even though I am on the pro-staff here and a few other places, I don’t claim to be an expert turkey hunter. What I claim to be is expert at being a beginning turkey hunter. What I do know is how hunt conservatively and … Continue reading →
Over the years, I have gone round and round about in my beliefs regarding camo for deer hunting. I started back in the early 80’s just using whatever was at hand, mostly stuff recycled from my paintballing. I was a bowhunter, and I usually wore an old milsurp M-65 field … Continue reading →
Good question. Season is over for us. I still have a pile of stuff to do before calling it quits. The Guns One thing I learned over this season is that storing rifles in padded cases is bad Ju-Ju. I guess I was lucky all these years. I never had … Continue reading →
Y’all were really nice about Dad passing. Thanks again for all the good wishes. Normally I would have been doing more of a day-by-day report up on Deer and Deer Hunting. Now, here it is, Thanksgiving, and I’ve hardly written a thing. Sadly, there has not been much to write. … Continue reading →
Every year I start jonesing over my successes after the season ends. You can see it if you look back here in this weblog. Deer season ends, and sometime before the first turkey gobbles, I get all wound up over my deer rifles and their loads. Somehow I get to … Continue reading →
I was down at Deer Camp last weekend. Everything went well. I really have no complaints. The family did not come with me. Angus was competing at his last big bagpipe competition for the season. I could not go, because I had to work on Friday and Monday. It rained– … Continue reading →
Well, I see I have not written in a month. My apologies to y’all. I have been busy. It all started the weekend after my last post. Moose and his girlfriend, Sarah, came down to camp. Saturday morning, Sarah and KYHillChick were doing breakfast dishes when all of a sudden … Continue reading →
Saturday Afternoon: This is the first weekend that I’ve been down at camp since the end of turkey season. We had to skip last week, because Angus had a bagpiping competition (BTW: He won) So this was the first chance I had to do anything related to deer in any … Continue reading →
It’s funny how you change over the years, and you’re the last to know it. Someone posted a pic of me on Facebook the other day from 1984. I turned 25 in ’84. Yikes! Who is that skinny guy with no beard? I’ve had something bugging me lately. It has … Continue reading →
Season ended Sunday. After a cursory effort to close up camp, Angus and I cleared out for home. I could get philisophical here. I could try and relate all this to a bigger picture, but I won’t. This season was grueling. It beat us down. We were lucky to get … Continue reading →
I guess I’ve strayed pretty far from the subject, but it was a good story, and I hope you get the point. None of this is a for-sure thing. . . You may think you’re sounding like a sexy hen, but to the turkeys you may be coming off like a drunk in the bushes with an ice pick.
Continue reading →It is the second Monday morning of KY’s Spring Gobbler Season, and I am sitting here with that “did-anyone-get-the-license-plate” kind of feeling. For the first time in a week, I have my voice back. Yesterday was the first time that the trip between bed and my chair in the family … Continue reading →
Angus and I went out this morning to hit the Honey Hole again. SuperCore went back to the Jagendehutte. About 0815 a gobbler came up to the blind and due to the steep contours, he was invisible until he got within 10 yards. Angus saw a head pop up out … Continue reading →
The past few years, I’ve been reporting from Turkey Camp a day or so ahead of the Opener. I’m out there glassin’ and frettin’ and . . . just can’t stand it, ya’ know? So this year, I’m back in the saddle again– got a new job after 2 seasons … Continue reading →
This is the time of year when I should be posting every day about turkeys. However, I look back and it has been over a week. No, I’m not sick. No, I haven’t lost interest. It’s just. . . . . . I guess you can say it’s all been … Continue reading →
Remember Romper Room when you were a kid? There was Miss Whatever-her-name-was with that Magic Mirror that she’d always whip out at the end of the show and supposedly she’d see kids on the other side of the TV and call out their names. Romper Room came on the scene … Continue reading →
I’ve been down at Turkey Camp all weekend, and we’ve been up to a lot of things. This morning I got out early and managed to catch a gobbler and hen with my new sound rig. Sit back, plug in your headphones and have a listen. Gobblers and Hens at … Continue reading →
It’s funny about turkey hunting. However, when I wrote The Role of Personal Ethics in Hunting , I was wearing my deer hunting hat. Now it is getting on towards turkey season, and I went back and read it again, and I realized there were a lot of things that … Continue reading →
Originally Post #1 , “The Shaman Enters” at The Quaker Boy Forums 1/9/2007 The wind was stiff enough that it blew the door open as soon as it came unlatched. It was snowing lightly, but it wasn’t cold enough to stick. It was cold, it was muddy. It looked like … Continue reading →
Originally published 2/18/2010 From TreeRooster at Turkey And Turkey Hunting Forum In the spring of 2005, I had just finished a turkey hunt in Colorado with my friend James a couple days earlier. James headed to Kansas for another hunt and I was on the road to Black Hills of … Continue reading →
I was over early to the old turkey hunter’s shop near Browningsville. It was still February, but almost not. It was past time for breakfast, but still time for a second cup of coffee. This was the perfect time for going visiting in the country. No one felt obliged to offer you a plate of whatever they had anymore, and no one felt bad if you said you were still full from your own. A cup of coffee is always welcome as is the company.
Continue reading →I’ll never forget the elation I felt as I set down a plate of pancakes for a friend on a Sunday morning in January and he told me of a place in Hocking Hills and a buddy of his. Five minutes later my buddy handed the phone to me. I … Continue reading →
Everyone goes at turkey hunting a little different. One guy wants to take a gobbler only if he has called it into him. Another guy only wants to do it with his grand-daddy’s side by side. Another fellow only feels right if he’s spent $500 on ammunition and is wearing the latest camo pattern– vest and boots matching. Another guy only wants to saddle up his bird and ride it back to camp singing “John Brown’s Body.” We all look at this sport differently.
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