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  • March 29, 2009

    Florida Part 2-11

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    I shared central Florida turkey camp with a couple of hardcore gobbler chasin’ friends, the way you guys do each spring. That’s a big part of all this: good company, grillin’ steaks, burgers, and trading stories like we do here on the Strut Zone. 

    Tim Herald scored first in the thick, heavy fog of opening morning in the middle of a wide-open pasture where he’d put a blind the previous day.

     

    Assisted by his wheels (a Bad Boy Buggy; www.badboybuggies.com/), he slipped in there before daylight, and got settled in. Hens talked, but the gobblers were pretty quiet on the roost, maybe due to the fog. A big line of hens (a dozen +) came out into the pasture. Gobblers then cranked up on the ground. Herald, bow in hand, had decoys set close to the blind, a Primos B-Mobile strutter and two hens (DSD fakes that look pretty darn real).

    Four gobblers turned at 30 steps or so, and came strutting to face off with the jake deke. Herald called and got those turkeys fired up. “I started hammerin’ ‘em,” he later told us at camp. I think all of us love that gobble and want more of it when the birds are working toward our position. 

Four longbeards now stood at just 5 yards. A single hen too. Herald knew a couple of the turkeys might spook at that range as he drew the bow inside his Double Bull blind, and several did, but one didn’t, the big strutter, now behind the B-Mobile. Thwack, the arrow passed through the wing butt and came out the gobbler’s hip, anchoring it. Good bird? The spurs measured 1 and 1/2 inches.

Day 2, I shot my bird not far from there with my latest traveling go-to shotgun, a Remington 870 SPS ShurShot Synthetic Turkey 12 gauge.

(Check it out at: www.remington.com/)

Our buddy Eddie Stevenson fell next in line on Day 3 birds that didn’t roost where they had been. What did he do? Came down the path from where we’d raised birds the afternoon before. There was no gobbling early, as a cold front with some rain moved through during the night and into first light. The first gobble came at 7:25 a.m. or so as Stevenson and Jeff Budz who manages the property made their way through the woods. Budz, with 50+ Grand Slams to his credit (no typo!), knows the game . . .

The long and short of it went like this: Eddie had to slip into the hip-deep water of a canal to reposition on a gobbler that sounded off on the other side of a field near the woods. He snaked up over the edge. A bull bellowed in the cow pasture. The turkey gobbled—one of two there. Once in position, Stevenson’s feet in the water, his body on the berm of the canal, trying not to think of cottonmouths, a soft yelp lifted the head of the nearest gobbler. 

The rain-wet beard, once stuck to its chest, flopped free. Soon it was lights out for that bird. Spurs: 1 and 5/8 inches (see photo). Beard: 10 and 1/2 inches with one strand measuring 11. 

Guys, this never gets old.

 

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  • March 25, 2009

    Ahhhh!!...Florida-16

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    I made my way through the cricket-black, pre-dawn pasture, my flashlight initially dogging the dewy ground to avoid cowpies, culverts, and cottonmouths. Destination: a back pasture where a big flock of Osceola turkeys roosted.

    I didn't want to get too close at first, nor listen too far from where they might be. I owled with my voice to locate the group, and brought in two real barred owl specimens, silhouetted against the crescent moonlight, birds that landed in the oak above me, joining in the chorus. Nothing.

    Not long after though I heard the soft yet raspy tree yelping of a hen. Still mostly dark, I slinked down the fenceline toward the bird, found a good place to set up where three palm branches hung over the field edge. I was well inside 100 yards of the roost.

    Comfortably sitting now inside the drooping palm fronds, I softly called with a mouth diaphragm and slate at the same time. That initial hen answered with a raspy return I now recognized, and many others chimed in. Where were the gobblers? You Strut Zoners might be thinking the same thing. I waited, listened. A crow passed by, cawed. A gobbler hammered back, no more than 50 yards off my left shoulder, if that. I softly called some more, and three gobbles echoed my way.

    We were in business. They gobbled some more. I stayed silent, then called a few minutes later. They gobbled back. I shut up.

    As fly-down time arrived, a burst of wings approached, and landed to my left: a half-dozen hens in a cluster of soft clucking and yelping. One even kee-keed. They stood there, looking.  Round 2, a big hen sailed off the roost past us and into the center of the field. Was she onto to my deal? Maybe. Hope she doesn't screw this up, I thought. I still didn't call with turkeys just to my left at maybe 20 yards max.

    I wouldn't wait long. A rush of wings to my left, a dark form sharply banking toward me, and a gobbler landing 15 steps off my position. The gobbler stopped, head juking as I sized it up, then swiftly moved toward the field hen. At that, I softly clucked and yelped to bring the turkey back. The longbeard wheeled and returned to his fly-down position in front of me. Looked my way. That's when the Florida tom heard me cluck a final time to get its head up. 

    I savored the sweet seconds, and pulled the trigger. 

    A quick shout out to BRBB with congratulations on his fine opening weekend monster tom. I've other reports too on other gobblers taken by other guys on some pretty cool hunts, from bow birds at close range to Plan B tactic gobblers, so stay tuned. It's "game on" time SZers!

     

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  • March 24, 2009

    It Makes Turkeys Gobble—Period-7

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    A mere turkey call cannot really change your life, but I’m here to tell you that it sure can change your ability to successfully call in turkeys. 

    First off, let me tell you that I am NOT real big on being a shill for anyone or product or manufacturer over another (unless I really believe in the product). Nor will you notice any advertisements for this particular manufacturer anywhere on this page. So here goes…

    Back in 1995, my good buddy, Dave Streb, of Quaker Boy Game Calls handed me a prototype of a new turkey call that his company was about to introduce—the boat paddle box call. I’d heard of boat paddles in the past, but was never afforded the opportunity to run one and, frankly, it sounded like crap. I thanked Dave, stuck it in my vest—in a rarely used pocket—and left it there. My misgivings about the boat paddle were reinforced that very spring when Streb and I were roosting birds. 

    “What the *&%$ was that?” hollered two anglers fishing on a beaver pond that was typically home to spring longbeards. “Holy crap!” I roared with laughter. 

    I secretly hoped that Streb would leave the call buried in his vest for the rest of the season, but he didn’t and after a day or so came to the realization that as bad as I thought the boat paddle sounded, the turkeys sure liked it. On stop after stop, Streb made birds gobble. To ensure that it was no fluke, I tried to chime in with my favorite calls and in most cases, got no response. 

    Fast forward several years and Streb arrived at my New England camp with a surprise—a Mega Boat Paddle. Twice the size and triple the volume, I laughed like hell once again. And then we took it into the woods. 

    “How and when can I get one, Dave,” I asked. “I don’t care what it costs.”

    The next season, Streb presented me with a prototype of “The Road Warrior.” If there’s a single turkey call that I will not hunt without, it’s my giant boat paddle box call. I urged Streb and Chris Kirby to market the call and now it is here.

    If you want to strike birds, the Road Warrior will help you do it. This semi-custom call is available only on the Quakerboygamecalls.com website. But, better yet, if you’re anywhere near Whitetail World in Olean, New York this weekend, you can handpick your own Road Warrior. Dave Steb and John Kelly, the guy who builds these calls, will be on hand to help you out. 

     

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  • March 22, 2009

    ’Bama's Slamma'-7

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    In case you missed it, one of our favorite Strut Zoners scored HUGE on a great gobbler. Great way to start the season BRBB! Congrats. Here's his story and photos....

    "Dropped big boy at about 10:30 this morning. Sported an 11 3/4 inch beard and what a set of hooks 1 3/8 on the right and 1 1/4 on the left.The birds where quiet this morning.

    Heard a few gobble way off across the river. Got up and changed locations at about 10:20, soon as I crossed the cattle gate there he was about 200 yds.in the S curve, which is what we call that part of the old woods road, which separates the river bottom woods from are planted pines. I ducked off to the right into the river bottom woods made a qiuck set up, yelped and cut—once toward him, then once away from him and in about a minute there he was with a hen. He went into strut, but I got him out of it—when he streched out that neck...BOOM—that 3" #5 Fed. Mag-Shok did it's job at 20 yds. I used a H.S.Strut cuttin v to call him in.Hope everybody out there has an opening weekend like mine.

    GOOD LUCK"

     

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  • March 20, 2009

    You Sexy Thing-13

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    A spring gobbler is a lot like you. He wants a safe and comfortable place to sleep. Much of the time his mind is pretty much on one thing: sex. He wants it, and will do almost anything to get it. Most of the time he doesn't. Get it?

    As a result, pulling that strutter in range is easy, right? After all, he's 20+ pounds full of springtime desire. Sometimes, yes. You just have to act like a hot hen enough, and he'll come running. Not always though. Often, no. Don't go wild just yet. You have to do five other things well too:

     

    1. Find where he likes to tuck his head under his wing and spend the night. You should sit down in the dark nearby before fly-down time. You can't spook him by crowding him, nor should you be too far away either.

    2. Find what path he takes following his hens as they go to feed after fly-down. This requires some time with those turkeys you're hunting, day in, day out . . . often you acquire this information as you hunt. 

    3. Find where he struts for that group of girl turkeys. That strut zone is key, where both the hens and that dominant gobbler feel comfortable. The female turkeys often lead him there. It's often where they breed. Make your own analogy guys.

    4. Once these three aspects are figured out, you have to employ calling strategies to pull him into range, away from live hens. You have to give that gobbler no choice but to come to your calling setup. Sweet soft stuff or rowdy come-here-and-get-it calling might work given the particular day.

    5. You have to close the deal with one sure shot when that wary gobbler is in range. Sometimes that's the toughest part.

    Often you just pull off one or two of these things on your hunts. You want to call that gobbler into range as much as that tom wants to breed a hen. Success often happens when you manage all five. Success relies on his mistakes. Find a way to locate that roost, slip in nearby, pattern those turkeys to the strut zone, call that gobbler into range and shoot him dead.

    Always keep in mind what he wants: a ready-to-breed hen turkey in his comfort zone. Simple right?

    Next stop for me: Florida. Stay tuned, Strut Zoners . . .

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  • March 16, 2009

    Listen Up-12

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    You've all been there. You cluck and yelp. The bird gobbles back. You think he's coming but he doesn't show. At least you don't think so. After 45 minutes you stand up to stretch. Amazingly the strutter flushes right behind your setup, and sails away like a Stealth Bomber. Busted. Not him, but you.

    How can you rewind this frustrating scene and do better the next time? Here's how:

    Had you listened for close-range drumming, the pfft-dumm sound a gobbler makes when he struts, you might have killed that turkey. Like the gobble, this sound attracts hens. 

    Clucking, the pock sound when a turkey is close, asks: "Where are you?" If a gobbler goes silent, listen for that call too near your setup. 

    Hunting gobblers that aren't gobbling adds to the degree of difficulty, for sure. Woodsmanship, a sense of the terrain you're hunting, and how turkeys might move in it, can also put a turkey in your vest.. Check out fields, old cuts, and power lines to make visual confirmation of silent strutters, especially near roosts or food sources.

    Footsteps near your setup might materialize into a bird. First think that another hunter might be moving through the woods, simply for safety's sake, but be on the alert for turkeys approaching your position too.

    Listen to crows concentrating in one area. They may be harassing turkeys. Squirrels barking might indicate a gobbler's approach. I've found turkeys under both conditions, and have killed several on different hunts when squirrels chattered as gobblers came silently to my setups.

    All the turkey sounds are important, not just the gobble. Problem is we rely heavily on the primary vocalization of male birds in spring. It's important to key on hen calling. A strutter might be right behind her.

    Kill him.

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  • March 12, 2009

    Easy Longbeards-19

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    Hung-up gobbler won't come to your calls? It might be a jake or "jerk" as one of my longtime turkey buds calls 'em. Those jerks are sometimes tougher than long-spurred toms, especially in pressured areas.

    I’ve heard this comment many times in turkey camp: “Must have been that old gobbler you were working. We’ve been huntin' him a bunch of years. Kill him and you've done something.”

    Maybe. Maybe not. 

    All due respect, but my guess is that they’ve been chasing more than one turkey during that time. Good habitats hold spring gobblers, period, and not necessarily the same one. It may indeed be a hard-to-sell young bird. Older doesn’t always mean more difficult. 

    I've seen full-fan strutters doing their thing in suburban backyards too. I’ve had longbeards with sharp spurs and dragging beards run to my setups on a death wish. Then again I’ve seen many a legal fall hen provide some of my most difficult hunts. The same goes for spring jakes. Some are tougher to kill than certain longbeards.

    Truth is there are easy and hard turkeys around the country. It doesn’t always have to do with age or subspecies. There are camp pools, record book statistics, and so on. That’s cool with me, especially from the standpoint of checking out the bird you’ve killed. But how much did the quality of your hunting experience weigh? That’s the real deal. I'm a big fan of longbeards too, but that doesn't mean they're always difficult to tag.

    Any of you Strut Zoners ever have a hard gobbling turkey materialize on the end of your shotgun as a spring jake? Did you shoot it or let it pass? Ever kill an old longbeard that seemed a little too easy? 

     

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  • March 9, 2009

    Should You Move On A Turkey?-14

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    True enough, in some states like. Pennsylvania it’s illegal to stalk spring turkeys, so don’t. In other places where it’s fine, we call it “repositioning.” It can be done where legal, despite the turkey’s inherent paranoid disposition. 

    Yes, either way you look at the possibility, safety is an issue. 

    How can you override the fear factor of busting birds with your movement? You can use terrain to hide your approach. You can move through the woods slowly to get in range. You can do it on daybreak spring mornings when the leaves underfoot are damp from the previous night’s rain. You can move when that gobbler spins its full-fan tail toward you, obscuring the view of your stalk.

    Why do it? Because some situations—when a spring gobbler is hung up and won’t budge for instance—warrant it. 

    Strut Zoners, what's your take on moving closer to hung-up strutters? What safety concerns do you have when you do it? Let us know about any memorable hunts where moving on a bird put it in the back of your turkey vest. 

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  • March 5, 2009

    What's The Toughest Turkey?-17

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    A southern acquaintance in the big turkey hunting circle I keep said on video with his Texas drawl: "The Rio Grande gobbler has to be the toughest of 'em all." 

    "Maybe," I thought. "But not compared to some of the unkillable Easterns I've chased over the years."

    Look, I love 'em all. I hunt them around the country each season. But how do I rank the four major Grand Slam subspecies on degree of difficulty?

    1. Easterns: Hunter pressure in tight habitats make this subspecies the most difficult in the country. More turkey hunters roam Eastern states than any of the others. An Alabama Eastern three-year-old longbeard might be the most difficult turkey of all. In my experience, you sometimes hear the spit and drum right on top of you from birds that might not gobble first. I once hunted 'Bama hard for five days, mornings, and afternoons, and missed the only strutting shutmouthed gobbler that swung into range. Still want that one back.

    2. Osceolas: Bearded-bird-only Florida fall seasons result in a lot of hens around come spring. Hens that steal your gobbler from you, even as it works to your calls. These Sunshine State turkeys feel the pressure from Grand Slam seekers every year. They can be silent like 'Bama birds, and wary, roosting above gator-filled swamps, flying to dry land, and moving like ghosts all day until they wing back to those trees. The last Oscie I pulled into range required that I empty my call vest at him first. Tough.

    3. Merriam's: In Merriam's country like Wyoming, Montana, Idaho and the like, getting to the birds, be it by truck, ATV, hiking in, or all three, surely adds a degree of difficulty. So does spring snowfall. Flocks are often huge, and more eyes spells increased wariness. Yeah, some turkeys feel less pressure in wilderness areas, and might come right to your calls. Others surely don't. After all that mountain climbing, an easy one is okay by me.

    4. Rio Grandes: Roosting habitat is often sparse, and ranges from live oaks to manmade structures. Since it's often easier to find and roost gobblers in Rio country, I have to give them a No. 4 ranking. Texas' estimate population of turkeys, some of which are Easterns in the eastern part of the state, sits at 600,000. That's easier than trying to kill one of 20,000 or so turkeys (only approximately half of which are gobblers) in states like Massachusetts or Maine. I love Texas Rios for one reason. If you mess up with one gobbler, there's often another one somewhere nearby you can fool.

    How 'bout you? What's the most difficult turkey subspecies in your experience? What about the toughest bird you ever killed? Spring turkey starts soon for some of you . . .

    Hawaii's spring season is underway for their island Rios (March 1-31; 2 bearded birds). Florida's for Osceolas begins Saturday, March 7  (South Zone: March 7-April 12; Central/North Zones: March 21-April 26; 2 birds; one per day). Others open in a matter of weeks. 

    Stay tuned here at the Strut Zone for field reports and my live posts from hunts around the country. 

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