Sunday was Moose’s last hunt as a Yute. He will turn 16 in a few weeks. It passed without much notice or fanfare. We went out to the honey hole and waited for the light to come up. Nothing. After 10 minutes of silence. I finally spoke. “That’s how I … Continue reading →
I’ve had a Quaker Boy for over 20 years that worked here and there. Over the past couple of seasons, I have taken to making my own scratch pots from slate, glass, slate-over-glass, and aluminum. The parts can be got from Shipley’s In fact, I called in a nice one … Continue reading →
I’m back. My turkey hunt is over. There’s one in the freezer, and I am glad he’s there. The birds were quite uncooperative overall. Angus and I went out again this morning. The gobblers have been making good sounds from the roost, but they shut up and crawl in a … Continue reading →
In a better world kids would come with slider bars and radio buttons. When things get rough, you should be able to got to F)ile P)roperties and start jiggling the settings until things come out right. Kids don’t have those kind of adjustments– at least none that easy. I guess … Continue reading →
History never does really repeat itself. I wish I could go back in time to 2003 and really hunt my arch nemesis, Mister Natural. We fought each other all through season on 2003. He won. I ended up with bronchitis. It’s a long story. Mister Natural and the Incident at … Continue reading →
Long story– It’s late and I want to go to bed. I shot a gobbler a few hours ago and I’m just now getting cleaned up and ready for dinner. The short of it is that the Son of Mister Natural got a wee bit too close to the barn … Continue reading →
Originally posted in http://www.kentuckyhunting.net Ever since we took possession of our farm in 2001, we’ve had trouble with poachers. I’ve caught a few, and let most of them go with a stern warning. Those are the ones I’ve met face to face. After one discussion of the issues involved, they … Continue reading →
Well, I’m back in– already. The temp stayed about 5 degrees warmer than they predicted– probably up around 34 F. I’ve been glassing the pastures, but there is nothing. I’ll go back out this afternoon and hunt between the strut zones and the roosts; I’m bound to pick up some … Continue reading →
Look what followed me in this morning, just before sun-up. This coyote came to the sound of a Heirloom Single-Barrel scratch call. On the way in, I kept thinking I was being followed. I laughed it off. I was right. She hit the decoys I had laying out to my … Continue reading →
The Ben Lee Catechism states that turkeys go to water after flydown. It also echoes the first book I read on turkey hunting. It simply said that you get between the roost and the closest source of water and ambush them– in fact, that was all it said about turkey … Continue reading →
ANNOUNCEMENT: William “the shaman” Allendorf is now a member of the ProStaff of the Heirloom Turkey Call Company of Haughton, Louisiana. To have him tell it, Bill “the shaman” Allendorf, doesn’t claim to be much of a turkey hunter, but he’s the world’s expert at being a begining turkey hunter. … Continue reading →
Yesterday was my first good day out scouting this year. I was able to monitor the flydown of four flocks on either side of a ridge. It was pretty much a typical morning for the turkeys. The gobblers gobbled a bit, the hens yelped a bit, everybody took their turn … Continue reading →
I rolled out of the rack at 0637, determined to make one more attempt to scout out a gobbler. Dressed in jeans, my barn coat and bedroom slippers, I threw on a pot of coffee, opened the back door and took a few steps away from the kitchen window so … Continue reading →
