This is a discussion on More on Turkey Huntin' - & CRITTERS within the Off Topic & Humor Discussion forums, part of the The Back Porch category; Well, I went turkey hunting again Friday. Saw one deer, a BIG hen and two smaller hens. Another hunter spooked the deer, which spooked two ...
Well, I went turkey hunting again Friday.
Saw one deer, a BIG hen and two smaller hens. Another hunter spooked the deer, which spooked two jakes my hunting partner was sighting in on- - they got to within 80 yards or so and were coming to his call.
One of the hens was separate from the others...she is very vocal and will respond to my purrs and clucks. I do not forsee a long life for her as she is a loner and you can hear her coming.
I also learned a very valuable lesson in woodsmanship:
do NOT set up over a hole that looks like it (is)(has
been)(could be later) something's den.
And when "it", whatever "it" was, came back home (it
looked like a beaver, but it was lighter colored and
didn't have a beaver's tail...my guess is a muskrat or woodchuck or badger),
we both suffered some anxiety. We were less than arm's length from each other before we realized we were keeping company.
It went one way and I went the other.
Then we both stopped and looked at each other. I read
its mind and it read mine: "What was THAT?"
We each turned our heads the same way at the same time to get a better look at each other.
It figured me out and slunk away.
I almost shot it, but thought the better of it. It
didn't try to hurt me, and it wasn't any more pleased
to see me than I was to see it.
My huntin' partner called very, very early (at least 0800 is for me, on a Sunday, which is why I'm awake and online). He shot him a jake this morning.
Neither of us usually go on the weekends, owing to the number of idiots who tend to be populating the woods on those days.
He went without me, both today and yesterday- it's getting well on into the season and he is the kind of guy who will kick it up a notch in order to score. He said it was starting to rain, too, when he was on his way out of the woods.
I'm glad he got one. He had a stroke last August (right before dove season- wasn't able to go) and I thought he wouldn't be able to hunt any more.
We'll go tomorrow- - sure to be good.
"...bad decisions that turn out well often make heroes."
Gary D. Mitchell, A Sniper's Journey: The Truth About the Man and the Rifle, P. 103, NAL Caliber books, 2006, 1st Ed.
good luck tomorrow , and congrats to your hunting buddy .
Make sure you get full value out of today , Do something worthwhile, because what you do today will cost you one day off the rest of your life .
We only begin to understand folks after we stop and think .
Criminals are looking for victims, not opponents.