Brad has been hunting turkeys for 24 years.
I signed us in around 11:00 and we walked down the left side of the top field. Think of this field as a square box with a levee around the sides. Going in we walked near the first deer stand where there is an opened field and we sat down near a tree and got a turkey to gobble to the left in the far back right corner. Then we heard another one to the right of us and it gobbled several times and then did a double gobble. Brad said that he was excited and then we waited and waited and we never heard another gobble. So we left the area and headed back towards the camp where we heard the last gobble. We ended up walking the whole perimenter of the camps top field and stopped three times and each time we would got a gobble and just could not get it to come to us. On the last one where we stopped and sat by a tree, we heard a hen fussing and purring and Brad was trying to make her mad so she might bring the Rooster to us. After we sat there awhile she stopped and we decided to head back to camp. Suddenly, we saw a man walking towards us down a draw with dark blue tee shirt and blue jeans on holding an electronic pad. We finally met up with him and he said his name was Dusty and worked for Anderson Tully and was checking the timber. He felt bad that he messed up our hunt but we told him we were headed out anyway. He had driven his truck past the first deer stand and then we noticed where he had backed up. The ground was still pretty wet as we walked through the woods and he would have bogged down in it for sure. Signed out around 3:00 and it was getting pretty hot and I think we had walked approximately 3 miles or more. I was pooped! We really had a good time and hopefully will go again in two weeks. Brad was so nice to give me his old turkey vest that I was wearing so I could carry all my stuff in. I'm looking forward to next time! No turkey, but sure was a lot of gobbling going on!
Me with snake chaps on just in case!
(He got me with my eyes closed)
Brad walking in to hunt.
Woods on the right back corner of field that we walked through because the road was under water from a slough.
Some nice turkey tracks
Brad calling a turkey.
Deer Stand (F4) in far back right corner of field that we passed.
I wrote my name, MARIAN DEER, in dried mud near some deer tracks with my walking stick.
Walking out with a truck parked in the woods near the first deer stand and turkey hunting was over. :(
That gobbling will get ya going, won't it!!! Pretty land out there!!!!!
ReplyDeleteMan...yes, it will! I'm really getting into to this gobbling thing. Hope we both get one! Yes, it is pretty there...it's where I harvested my first deer, a 6 pt. buck, after being on the stand for 5 mins. I was not in this area though, but near the Big Black River on the other side of the field beyond the levees. I will never forget that day as long as I live.
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