When the weather broke Sunday, I headed for southern Indiana. My plan was to visit Jourdan at IU, make sure I still had a special place to turkey hunt in Owen County and then fish Patoka Reservoir.
It was a tall order for a day and a half trip.
Jourdan and I had lunch Sunday afternoon in Bloomington. We had a lot to talk about and anything else would have to wait. She finally ran me off about 6 p.m. with enough daylight left to head west 20 miles.
A long drive filled with creek rock and red clay led me to an old house on top of a hill. A pit bull became my escort about half-way in and disappeared behind the house when I arrived. I followed the path of the dog to find a lady and her daughter working.
I was remembered from last year and learned that the 32 acres, Evan Shuey and I hunted last year had changed hands. "The guy who owns it lives in town, I'll give you his number," Leila said. The lady's 12-year-old daughter was named Catherine. "My friends call me Cat," she said.
I was disappointed the property had changed hands, but perked up when Leila said, "You can hunt on my 63 acres, I have more turkey than they do."
Leila also has a teenage son who shot a very nice 10-point buck the last day of gun season.
These folks also had two small dogs and one of those had a tick on it already. I pulled the pest off the dog and flipped it off my finger. I had hoped the cold winter would have meant fewer ticks, but I guess not.
I arrived at Lane's Motel about 9 p.m. and would meet good friend Bob Porter at Patoka Monday morning.