Icecream Hunt in Mexico

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Icecream Hunt in Mexico

Postby Cliff » May 23rd, 2008, 12:07 pm

     I am Dr. Cliff Higgins.  I am a dentist from
Jonesboro, Arkansas.  This spring I went on a FANTASTIC
adventure in the Sierra Madre Mountains of Chihuahua,
Mexico.  I was in pursuit of the magnificent Goulds turkey.
My outfitter was Mike Murray of Rio Sonora Outfitters.  The
service this crew gives is second to none.  The
accomodations and food were excellent.  For a one time farm
boy from the Mississippi Delta farm land of Northeast
Arkansas, this was not just a turkey hunt it was truely the
turkey hunting experience of a lifetime!  As we made our way
up the mountains to the lodge, the scenery was spectacular.
The group of six hunters in my party arrived at the lodge
nestled in the tall pines of the Sierra Madres around 3:00
pm on April 22, 2008.  Mike asked if we wanted to go out and
hunt for a couple of hours that first afternoon, or if we
wanted to unwind, get rested up, and head out early the next
morning.  Any turkey hunter that travels that far is going
to give him the same answer we all did, "we want to go
hunting!".  We stowed all our gear in our sleeping quarters,
which was a beautiful cabin with a gorgeous fireplace, full
kitchen, and all of the comforts of home.  We all showed
back up about 15 minutes later, in full camo at the main
house, where the dining area was.  We ate a quick bite, then
we were ready to go to the woods.  I have to say that the
food was super.  A sweet little Mexican lady was always in
the kitchen cooking.  Everything was authentic Mexican food,
cooked on a wood burning stove, and all made from scratch.
My mouth is watering just thinking about the excellent meals
she prepared!  We all loaded up and headed out.  A couple
hunters left on four wheelers that were provided by our
outfitter.  The rest of us were taken to the woods by
guides.  Two hunters from our party, a couple of guys from
West Virginia, had gone on up to another camp on a separate
ranch about 2 1/2 hours past our main camp.  Those two guys
didn't get to hunt until the next morning.  So, there were
four of us that went hunting on this first afternoon of our
trip.  My guide couldn't speak any English, but he knew
turkeys, and he took me to a beautiful spot.  I'm sure most
of you are just like me and want to do all of the calling
yourself.  The guide must have been used to that because he
cut the truck off, pointed which way for me to walk, and
waved goodbye.  I just grinned, waved back, and loaded my
gun as I started walking away from the truck.  I didn't get
100 yards from that truck and heard a turkey gobble!  I
looked at my watch and the time was 4:15 pm.  I hopped over
the barbed wire fence and entered the pasture.  The place I
was hunting looked very much like Texas with mountains.
This was a mesquite flat.  I heard the gobbler hammer again,
and began to make my way towards him.  I was closing the
distance and looking for an open area that I could possibly
call him to.  I walked about 100 yards and found an opening
in the mesquite.  By now, he had gobbled about five times on
his own.  I thought, "man he could be easy to call", and I
was right!  I yelped to him on a WoodHaven Red Wasp mouth
call and he cut me off with a gobble!  I waited
approximately one minute and yelped again, and he HAMMERED,
and this time he was much closer!  So, I plopped down in the
shade of a mesquite tree and waited another minute and
yelped answer.  I yelped answer.  I
thought, "he's coming so quickly he doesn't want to stop to
gobble at me."  Again, I was right.  I was watching an
opening between two small trees where I thought he would
show up, and it wasn't two minutes after my last yelp and
there he was.  He was in full strut, head solid white from
the top of his noggin down to his waddles.  The sun was over
my left shoulder and shining right down on this beautiful
jet black bird with snow white tipped tail fan and rump
feathers that looked like the hand of God had reached down
and brushed them with white paint!  I have never seen a
turkey as beautiful as this!  He strutted out into the open,
and I was mezmarized.  He would take three steps to his
right and drum, then three steps to his left and drum.  I
could hear his wings scraping across the dry rocky ground.
I've never heard a gobbler make that much noise dragging his
wings in the dirt.  He walked behind a small tree about 50
yards from me and I yelped to him, and he let out a
thunderous GOOOBBBLLLEEEE!!!  He then turned back toward me
and strutted and drummed to within 35 yards of the beed of
my shotgun.  I had patterned this gun in camp.  It was a
Remington 870.  RSO has plenty of good heavy hitting 12 ga.
shotguns for their guests so you don't have to worry about
fees and paperwork getting guns in and out of Mexico.  I
knew this gun threw one heck of a good tight pattern.  It
patterned so good, I was afraid to let this bird get any
closer for fear of missing him with a softball sized shot
pattern at close range, so I let him have it!  He flipped
backwards, and I had just killed my first Goulds long beard!
I looked at my watch and it was 4:30 pm.  This was the
easiest turkey hunt I had ever been on in my life.  I walked
200 yards, on flat ground, called four times, and killed a
magnificent Goulds long beard in FIFTEEN MINUTES!!!  When I
got back to camp, two of the other hunters had killed long
beards!  Out of the four of us in the lower camp, THREE had
killed our Goulds on the first afternoon.  Those Mexican
guides are the best turkey skinners I have ever seen.  They
caped out our birds, Mike treated the hides with Borax,
bagged them up, put them on ice, and we all had turkey
fajitas that night, and man were they great!  I spent the
rest of the trip filming and taking photographs of the most
beautiful terrain I have ever seen.  That is mountain lion
country, and you could tell it the first time you laid eyes
on it.  I went out with the hunter that hadn't bagged yet,
and videoed a few of his outings.  I recorded some fantastic
footage of Goulds gobblers strutting, drumming, and
gobbling.  The hunter who hadn't killed his tom, shot a
beautiful gobbler on the last morning of our hunt.  I am
aware that RSO had a 100% success rate on Goulds kills for
their hunters this year.  That makes three years in a row
that EVERY hunter that went with them killed at least one
Goulds long beard!  If you get to hankering for a Goulds,
You should call Brad Fulk with Rio Sonora Outfitters.  It is
an experience of a lifetime.
God Bless and Good Hunting!

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