PART I Turkey hunting is stupid. I know, some of you have already picked up rocks to throw my way; you may have even loaded your Mossberg 500 with three-inch magnums and jumped in your truck to drive to West Virginia. But wait; let me explain. You get up before the crow has taken his morning leak. Then, you drive for miles out into …
Not being a professional turkey hunter and seeing how my son wanted to shoot a turkey bird with his grandfather’s old model 12, 16 gauge, I called one in. Calling in a professional turkey hunter seemed much easier than calling in a turkey; this is probably because there are more professional turkey hunters than turkeys. On the specified day the expert showed …
He was gobbling while I was putting out my decoys. A professional turkey hunter would have said I was late. I’m not a professional turkey hunter. I put my back against a tree, which was at the top of a rock cliff, unholstered my Blackhawk and cocked it. I hit a few licks on the call and three turkey birds gobbled. I …
