The truck's thermometer said 25 below I as stepped out into yesterday's unit 3 sunrise. The frigid air started crystalizing around my face instantly and the snow screeched with each step of my snowshoes. All I could think is how dangerous a turkey addiction can be. But waiting for a warmer day is not an option with the season closing in only 2 days.
Last night a farmer had called inquiring why I had not been out to his farm. Last time on this farm there were no turkeys. As of a couple of days ago he said there had been a turkey invasion. OK time to squeeze in a unit 3 trip.
Oh man there were turkeys roosted nearly everywhere along the field edges and they could all easily see me coming so all the noise of my approach did not matter. I set up along a woody point that had frozen wild grapes, dogwood berries and elderberries. After a long 20 minute wait I belted out the first series of assembly kee's to the still roosted turkeys. A bunch of turkeys sailed off roost to me- a gobbler rolled dead at the shot. A lot of things don't work in this kind of cold and that included my camera. The turkey was frozen by the time I returned to the truck for the drive home. This was my coldest turkey hunt ever.
It warmed up to 5 below that afternoon so I went out locally in unit 4. There were turkey tracks all over the valley so I figured they had moved up the hill towards the west fields. The snow squeaks loudly at -5 too. Just before I crested the top that feeling hit me,
the turkeys must be just up a bit out of sight. So I set up and kee'd on Willowridge special kee kee pot. Barely had time to set it down before 9 turkeys heads were staring at me. A jake and a jenny made a nice pair. Had I gotten a hen with the morning's gob it would have been a turkey full house.
The temp is suppose to be zero today, when it reaches its high I'll be out to say good bye to season 2013. Maybe there will be a New Year's Eve turkey - maybe not... That is not always the point, reflection on a past season is good for the soul even as the post season melancholy sets in.
Happy New Year Turkeys Seasons to All!
If you agree with me call it fact; if you disagree - call it my opinion.
After all - we are talking turkey.