Thomas Paine wrote, concerning our freedom; "That which we obtain too cheap, we esteem too lightly; it is dearness only that gives everything its value." That statement could be applied to many things in our lives, whether it's our freedom to own a gun and hunt or our freedom to worship and have free speech.
I've always known just where a few turkeys roost. It's the same place every year. For the last several years I have not even used a locater call. I've just made my way to this area and set up about a hundred yards from where they usually are. I can't remember the last time my opening day routine was different and when they were not there. This year was no different. Three toms responded but I couldn't get them any closer than eighty yards.
Sometimes the circumstances call for a change of plans. That was the situation I was in a few days ago. I had taken an extended turkey hunting trip in Kentucky with a friend who would be filming this hunt.
One of my favorite hunts is hog hunting. In the south, hogs have fast become a farmer's worst nuisance and destroyer of property. They have become so numerous most game commissions allow them to be hunted or killed at any time and using any means.
Unlike some other types of hunting, pursuing the turkey is very enjoyable doing with a partner; especially if one is doing the calling and the other is doing the shooting. Most people who have hunted turkey for a period of time will tell you they enjoy calling in a bird as much as shooting one.
There's a lot of fishing going on right now. I've heard stories from those catching bass, crappie, walleye, stripe, and trout. It is the perfect time of the year for fishermen, no matter what species you're after.
Deer season has been over for a few weeks now, and turkey season is right around the corner. I like how each of these are so different than the other. If hunting turkeys involved as much as hunting deer, I would have to give up one. In days past, they were. Let me explain.
I used to hate the thoughts of driving more than an hour or so to some destination. That seems so long ago. Now, if I have an event or hunting trip of 5 hours or less, I feel like I'm still in my neighborhood.
I'm always excited about the times I get to go on an extended hunting or fishing trip. The expectations are always high and the opportunity to go with a friend makes the miles pass quickly and the laughs come in abundance.
It's Christmas time in the woods! I can tell by the full shopping malls, the congested traffic and the "Cha-Ching" of the cash registers. Well, maybe not. In fact I can't tell any difference whatsoever.
Sometimes sitting in a tree stand can be boring. It's not like you see deer every minute you're hunting or even every day you go. Most mornings in the stand last for several hours and even though you may see deer, the window for those sightings is small.
I've always considered myself a prepared hunter - some would say over prepared. I very rarely go into the woods without my backpack. During the colder months this is especially true. Since I'm never absolutely sure as to what the weather will bring, I take just about everything. My backpack is over three-thousand cubic inches.