I like it the old way….one gobbler, no hens!
The
old Outdoor Life magazines I bought when I was a young boy sit on my office
shelf a reminder of the days when actually living the ‘outdoor life’ was so
different than it is today. I picked up a modern-day issue of that magazine
recently and I am amazed how different it is now. It was very thin and so
absolutely full of advertising, I had to look hard to find a story. Just like television is today, there is
so much advertising I just lose interest.
I
did find one turkey-hunting story though, in that thin little collection of
advertising, about how to hunt wild turkeys today as opposed to 30 years ago,
as if the bird was a different creature now. It is what outdoor magazines feel they have to do
today…focus on all the new technology and expensive gear. Come up with new ways
to do something, even if it is nonsense.
Because the new breed of hunter and fisherman is pretty easy to fool.
The
wild turkey is the same creature today that he was a hundred years ago. The
difference is there are so many more of them. I really think that a flock of turkeys in the Ouachita Mountains
of Arkansas, or the Lewis and Clark National Forestland of Missouri, averaged
about three hens per mature gobbler, maybe four at times.
Now
I think there are counties in the Ozarks that have flocks averaging about
twelve or fifteen hens per tom. Well shucks, maybe that’s the future of turkey hunting, learn
to call in the hens and get the gobbler when he follows. That happened to me a time or two over
the years. I sold lots of magazine articles to Outdoor Life and Field and
Stream over the years but I might not be able to today because I don’t know that
I want to write something about new ways you might hunt or fish for something.
Today’s outdoor magazine readers who are under 40, are really easy to fool.
They have money to spend and as a rule, that’s what appeals so much to them,
new gear, new gadgets, new methods, tips from the pro’s, advice from the
experts.
I
spent many many years guiding hunters and fishermen and though my favorite way
to introduce anyone to the Ozarks outdoors was a float trip on a smallmouth
stream, turkey hunting was next.
You had your hands full if a client wanted to hunt waterfowl, or go to
Canada and catch a big muskie, or see a good bird-dog work grouse or pheasant. But if you could teach him how to
conceal himself and learn to get a gun barrel on a gobbler’s head without
spooking him, you’d be a popular and successful guide.
I
can assure you that turkey hunting is the same today as ever. You do not need
new gadgets or new methods or a new approach. The simplicity of it is remarkable. Even if you aren’t an
experienced hunter, turkey hunting is simple. You just have to know where they
are and you need to be able to hide well and wait. Technology isn’t necessary…patience
is. Those are two things I have trouble with, the hiding and the waiting. I like to explore, not wait. And I
don’t like to hide, I want to see that old gobbler when he is strutting toward
me a hundred yards away. Often that isn’t being well hidden, and I have paid
for that many times. But there is
nothing worse than bringing in a wild turkey that you only saw for a few
seconds, only his red and white head sticking above the buck brush. Heck that’s worse than catching crappie
with a broom stick!
Everything
that can be written about turkey hunting has been. I wrote a book about turkey
hunting. If you haven’t read it,
you should. Then you can be an
expert too! It’s about my first forty years of turkey hunting an in another
forty years I will rewrite it. I
expect it not to change much. The
last time I went turkey hunting was a lot like the first time I went.
One
thing continues to impress me; everything I had on my very first turkey hunt,
is all I need today…a homemade call, a full choke shotgun, two or three shells
and a camouflaged shirt. Some of the best old time turkey hunters I knew didn’t
own camouflaged clothing. They just knew how to hide. It is also important to
have two good legs and two good ears and two good eyes. A good sense of smell isn’t
needed!
I
notice when I am in the company of today’s experts and calling champions and
professionals in the turkey hunting field, how many of them are really
hefty. Photos of turkey hunters
from a hundred years ago show men who are so skinny they have enough room in
their overalls for a hen turkey to nest in, even with them in ‘em. Lets just say that today’s turkey
hunters eat much much better. And
lots of them do not walk much, --they ride. I suggest that a new way to hunt
turkeys might actually involved more walking than riding.
You
will find the best turkey hunting in those places where ATV’s and weekend
hunters don’t go. This I have
always found to be true… the more steps you take into the woods, the better the
hunting gets! And I have found that often, the best of the hunting is late in
the morning too. That’s where
patience comes in and you have to have a singleness of purpose. You can’t be wondering if the yellow
suckers might be shoaling or if it would be a good time to set a trotline. And it is best if you are one of those
fellows who is content to mow the lawn for the first time in June.
But
if you are looking for a new way to hunt turkey gobblers I can’t help you. The old way is not only the best way;
it is a tradition worth holding on to.
Forget the little pop-up blinds and the decoys. Any one who would hunt turkeys that way
might as well shoot one off the roost in the moonlight!
you might of solved my streak of calling in turkeys and never killin one in all my 25 years lol yesterday morning i had a gobbler commin in across the creek so i posted up in the creek bed and after 30 mins or so i peek behind me over the bank and 5ft away is a hen eating and purring for 45 mins she was there i thought well thats the best decoy right behind me well i sat there for 5mins or so and he gobbled sounded like 30yrds away but i couldn see through the thick stuff but for lil clear batches 20yrds long or so amd i couldn move cause the hen on my shoulder lol and he gobbled 3 more times and i looked back and the hen had disappeared and never heard from the gobbler again then walkin to the car i heard maybe the same one just on the other side of the holler but i was already 20 mins late to work lol and i just wanted to say there is a few and id say a select few and thats sad to have to say young folk that injoy your column i get the cabool enterprise 90% just to read your section thank you for your stories the ozark outdoors have alot to offer people if you get out and take a look
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