For The Herald Bulletin
Round 2 of my turkey hunt had some strange twist and turns while giving hope for the future. This outing was all about getting Evan Shuey a turkey for his graduation from IU.
The place we have been hunting is 260 acres of mostly woods. One area offers a power line clearing where turkeys like to feed. Unfortunately, another hunter likes to hunt there.
We tried hunting the big wooded area, but the property line does not make it to the next open field. On my first hunt, I could hear gobblers across the road. My goal was to get permission to hunt there.
It was late a week ago Wednesday when I found the property owner and his family at home. I introduced myself and politely asked to hunt. Even though the man’s teenage son hunts turkey, he agreed to let me and Evan on the property. His son hunts after school.
Well before daylight, Evan and I were on that piece of land listening for distant gobbles. I used an HS Strut Loco Crow Call to illicit a response. We headed for cover from an open field.
The tom continued to gobble, and that allowed us to pinpoint his roost. It was then I realized we were in the wrong place.
“He is going to fly down in that open field,” I told Evan.
That is exactly what happened. I instructed the college grad to belly crawl down to the creek and ease up the far bank.
Evan moved like a Marine commando and was closing the gap. As he crossed the creek the tom and three hens were slowly feeding away. At 60 yards the turkeys had no idea Evan had joined them, but then an unfortunate thing happened.
A flock of Canada geese landed beside the young hunter and began honking their heads off. This startled the turkeys, and they moved out quickly. I eased out of my position and tried to head them off. As I did, I bumped another flock of birds on a hilltop of broom sage.
Evan had an exciting time but had to leave about 8:30 a.m. He vowed to give it another try, but this was to be my last hunt of the season.
Since winning a rifle at the Elk banquet, Evan has had more good luck. I won a beautiful Mathews Dreamlin bow at the Hoosier Outdoor Writers Conference in Madison. Since I already had a Mathews, I gave this one — along with a Mathews rest and quiver — to Evan. The draw length was too long so we had Girt’s Archery swap out for a shorter draw length. A new bow hunter has been born.
At this writing, Evan Shuey had given the sly old tom another try. Once again, he got close, but no turkey. He has one more chance and a lot of excitement to tell his friends.
Bob Porter found over 4 pounds of morels at Patoka Sunday morning. I have been finding a few yellows. We should be about five days behind Bob. Today and Friday should be good.
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