The 2018 Spring Turkey season was an example of “turkey hunting discipleship” from first call to send off. New Post!
My heart skipped a beat when a turkey gobbled what sounded like he was behind me. I rolled to my left side attempting to be ready for the bird I heard but could not see.
I just love the idea of my kids finding my journal after I’m gone and seeing all the places I’ve been, or better yet, that we have been together. It would be a shame if I didn’t provide them that opportunity.
I made a single barred owl hoot with my voice and not one but two gobblers responded from their roosts. These gobbles allowed me to know without doubt exactly where these toms were for our round the next morning.
I’ll never forget the anticipation I felt while packing to fly on my first out-of-state bowhunting trip. I thought I was going to wear out You Tube looking for videos on the best way to safely, and legally, fly bowhunting equipment without setting off any alarms or being added to a watch list. I was thankful when I found out the truth of how these items are handled. As long as I remembered some basic principles, I had very little to worry about.
Dragging your archery buck on a November morning, throwing hay bales into the loft for a local farmer, or trying to keep up with your bird dog all have one thing in common… work capacity. Start including this exercise in your routine!
I can’t say that I’ve achieved final victory over failure in life. It would be foolish to try to convince someone it’s even possible. Humans fail. Failure, and the results of it are a harsh and painful reality. What I can affirm, is that if I have any true victory or success at all in this life, it is ultimately because of God’s grace.
I give dozens of game calling seminars and demonstrations each year. Every single time I pick up a call, I explain to the folks watching and listening that the device in my hand, although it is described as a game call, is really no more than a musical instrument.
The idea that wild animals live entirely by instinct and that they will not go or do something they don’t want to do sounds pretty passive. At least until you observe it in the field.
It’s OK! You can confess that you don’t have it all together, that life isn’t all right, and that you need someone to pray for you and with you.
What if there was a way that you could bow hunt all spring and summer, gain access to new whitetail properties, and help your local farmer? Groundhogs may be the ticket!