Well my buddy and I went down for the second segment of Ky fall gun season this weekend and today. The first day was a total bust, seeing zero turkeys and hearing only one cluck in our honey hole of 15 years. Sunday put us in another spot with lots of sign, but from daylight for two hour we never heard a turkey sound. So we split up and went different directions on a ridge. After a 2-3 mile walk I ran into a gobbler group and my only choice was to bust them. So I sat for 2 hours and not one peep. I headed back and radioed my buddy to meet me. We agreed on a meeting spot and ran into fresh sign, when almost immediately a guy grouse hunting comes through. He had seen no turkeys and we actually tipped him on some grouse we had flushed. Then we made it to the truck and headed deeper into the national forest. Finally we saw a flock of 15-20 birds in a field. We parked waded a creek and started an end around. when we Got to the field the birds were already headed up the hill. So I charged them and actually got a really good bust. So we set up and waited for birds to call. In an hour we had heard nothing. Well nothing except 4 wheelers tearing up the hillside like a Daytona race track. These idiots would zoom around the hill and then stop and yell at each other across the valley. So we pulled out and drove 20 miles to another spot. Down a forest service track we head and I look ahead and yes it's turkey's in the road, then on cue it starts raining. Never mind the rain, we're on turkeys. we maneuver and get position and I hear something, here comes a pick up, and he drives right through the turkeys and pulls over and starts a little afternoon delight with his lady friend.....you got to be kidding me. So out of there we go and check the service road gate and the lock is gone. This joker has been doing this for a while. We go out another ridge and find ton's of sign, but the monsoons set in so we quit with the plan of returning this morning. So this morning we're johnny on the spot and not one turkey sound until 9:00 am. A single bird yelps and we set up. Then we hear a truck coming and can't believe a guy pulls in right above us and get's out and starts a chain saw and cuts down a tree....on National forest! We checked and he had a firewood permit and access. So we move on. We eventually jump a couple birds and sat to see if they'd work. After maybe 45 minutes of silence I decide to stretch and yup there stands a turkey 40 yards away looking at me. By the time I grab for the gun it's gone. we walked 417 more miles and saw nothing, so we came home early. If we'd only had a video camera I'm sure we could have won America's funniest Home video contest. This is my first fall season in over ten years I've ended with tag soup in Kentucky. We actually did have a good visit with my buddy down there and three days hunting is still a good time.
Bust em, Bag em, thank HIm