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Turkey Hunting Tactics for the Unprofessional
Hunter
How does that guy kill two birds every spring?
I used to ask
that question frequently when I first started turkey
hunting. Calling
in a bird sometimes seemed impossible. Since my
introduction to the sport of turkey hunting, I have spent the last 19 years
discovering the not-talked-about secrets of many successful hunters and
I would like to share them with youth rough my considerable experience.
What I have learned is that the most successful turkey hunters have many
tricks up their sleeve that they would rather not tell you about.
Shoot & Chase I shot my first bird in
spring of 1983at 11:00 am, calling him in to 15 yards. I cleanly
missed with the first shot, winging him on the fly with the second.
After stomping around for 30 minutes, I decided that the bird must have
run off. I returned to the scene one hour later with my father in a last
ditch effort to find the bird. Almost immediately, the bird busted
out from under a log, apparently flightless and on the run with a good
head start. Six shots and a one half mile later we caught up with
the bird, beating it to death with a stick. (We had run out of shells.)
The bird weighed27 ¾pounds and to this day, it is the biggest bird
I have ever taken. |
Matt Gerhold |
The Law of Averages (If you go enough times, you'll
get your chance) In 1988, after hunting every day for two weeks, I finally
took a bird on the last day of season. I had hunted every day till
1:00pm without success. Missing two birds earlier in the week with
my12 gauge 3"magnum, I had been given more that one opportunity to take
a bird, and I still couldn't get the job done. It was raining the
last day, so I took out the old Winchester 20 gauge single shot that was
leaning against the wall in the corner. It was already weathered
and easy to pack. Getting to the woods late, I sat down against a tree
to listen. Not more that a minute later, I saw a gobbler pop up over the
ridge, and shot him dead at 35 yards without so much as a twitch. I had
been in the right spot at the right time.
Spot & Stalk (Use terrain to close the distance.
You can sneak up on a tom, sometimes!) In 1990 I worked harder for
a bird than I can ever remember. I was determined to get across a levee
in order to get closer to a gobbler that was hammering about 200 yards
down and on the other side. My plan was to walk down along the inside
of the levee where a large stream ran. It was about 10 feet below
the turkeys line-of-sight and the only way to move through the large bottom
without getting busted. Just as soon as my boot hit the edge of the
water, I uncontrollably started to slide down the slope of the creek. It
was just like riding a slow escalator down to the next floor. With arms
over my head, I held my gun and wallet wondering just how far in I was
headed. The good news was that my gun and wallet stayed dry, but that was
about it. I was 6 inches from holding my breath. One hour later,
I finally managed to get myself out of the levee and sat down against a
tree to dry off in the morning sun. The bird was long gone.
A while later and still wet, I spotted a trio in the direction
of where I had come from strutting their stuff. Not being the smartest
person, but at least knowing the depth of the water, I trudged right down
the middle of the levee to where I had come from that morning. Getting
to where I thought the birds would be, I found a series of exposed tree
roots and used them to hoist myself out of the water. With one foot,
one knee, and one hand holding onto the roots, I peaked up over the levee
shoving the gun ahead of me with my right hand. All three birds were
20 yards away. I shot with the gun lying on the ground. The bird
weighed 26½.
Lady Luck (I'd rather be lucky than good)
In 1993 I tagged out within the first five minutes on the first day.
I had set up against a large tree on the edge of the woods as gobblers
hammered 100yards into the timber below, well before sun up. After
giving a few soft tree calls, I decided to readjust, moving to a more comfortable
tree nearby. Squirming around, breaking off limbs, and just about
to get my nest made, a bird took flight out of the tree I had moved to,
sounding like a B52. I knew that it was a heavy bird and figured it was
a gobbler that I had just spooked. Strangely enough, the bird crashed
through the trees in the dim light, making an emergency landing not more
than 40yards away. Dazed, the bird stood there for just a few seconds,
long enough for me to see a beard and shoot. It wasn't very
exciting, but effective all the same.
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The Turkey Drive - You can see by 1994, gun hunting
had become all too easy for me, so I thought I would take a turkey with
my bow during the winter. After seven days of busting up flocks and
hours of crawling and stalking, I decided to hunt from a tree stand close
to a roosting area. At daylight, a small hen flew down directly at the
base of my tree. I stuck the turkey right through the back.
Flopping around for about five seconds, she laid with her feet straight
up in the air. Reveling in my success, I figured I would stay put,
waiting on another potential victim. Not five minutes had gone by
when the woods came alive as the hen started spinning like a top in circles,
regaining her feet and taking out across the hill in a daze. I shot every
arrow in my quiver another out to 60 yards and nevermore than ruffled her
feathers. She then decided to just stand there and began to work back to
my tree as I sit arrowless wondering what to do next. So, I did all
I could do. I jumped down out of the tree and chased her as she wandered
over the hill. Frantically searching for arrows in the ground, I
found one, dirt clinging to the broad head, and took pursuit. Just over
the hill, I noticed two orange figures to my left; two bird hunters taking
it all in. Needless to say, it was quite embarrassing. The bird hunters,
who were enjoying my antics, circled the hen and herded the wounded bird
past me as I made a finishing shot on the run. Since then, we have
bow hunted using walkers to drive flocks of turkey past waiting shooters.
It works about10%of the time and is always an exciting hunt spring, fall,
or winter.
Over the years I have called in several birds in the traditional
manner, just like we all see on every hunting video. In fact, I consider
myself to be a skilled caller. But equally effective, I have stalked,
chased, and have just been lucky enough for turkey to walk up to me out
of seemingly no where. I do whatever it takes to not be birdless
at season end; that is, within legal hunting methods.
I have seen a hunting buddy outrun a turkey down
a hill, sliding on a cow pie half way down on his knees, only to gain on
the bird, regain his step and make a killing shot. To this day, best
I can tell, he scared the gobbler to death.
I have guided hunting companions with hand signals from
a nearby hilltop as they belly crawled up the other side to an unsuspecting
gobbler fanned out in the morning sun.
I have shot and missed turkeys only to have them run straight
at me not knowing where the shot had come. I have also shot turkeys
only to give chase, pouncing on them like a cat until they have flopped
off every feather leaving me looking like I had just been in a pillow fight.
So what is the secret to the most successful turkey hunters:
persistence, patience, hard work, flexibility, and most importantly, a
carefully planned story to tell to your buddies.
The Unprofessional Hunter
by Matt Gerhold
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Private grant ups ante for turkey
poachers
NWTF provides $12,000 for equipment and special law enforcement operations
SULLIVAN, Mo. -- Illegal turkey hunting, already a chancy proposition
for game law violators, is about to get even riskier. Angered by outlaws
who kill turkeys illegally, the National Wild Turkey Federation (NWTF)
has put up a bundle of cash to help the Missouri Department of Conservation
catch turkey poachers.
Illegal turkey hunting is a chronic problem, particularly in the southern
half of Missouri. Special operations in recent years have dramatically
increased the number of arrests for turkey hunting violations. Now the
NWTF has thrown the weight of its 400,000 members behind the effort.
The NWTF recently announced it will raise the stakes for turkey poachers
with $12,000 in matching money to help the Conservation Department's Protection
Division target turkey violations. Most of the effort will focus on the
area south of the Missouri River, where poaching before and during the
spring hunting season is a special problem.
Terry Roberson, Ozark Region Protection Field Chief for the Conservation
Department, said the matching money will pay for specialized equipment
and help defray the costs of special operations. He said the grant is just
a small part of the giant role the NWTF plays in wild turkey conservation.
"The Federation has been a huge help in bringing the wild turkey back
to Missouri and ensuring good management," said Roberson. "They have underwritten
restoration work, research and enforcement programs, not to mention the
heavy involvement of the Turkey Federation's 14,000 Missouri members in
promoting hunting ethics through hunter education classes and their J.A.K.E.S
program. Our continued partnership with the NWTF will reap the benefits
of a healthy turkey flock and safe, ethical hunters in Missouri."
Roberson noted that the NWTF matching grant also will help the Conservation
Department maintain an aggressive wildlife law enforcement program during
a period when sales tax revenue shortfalls are requiring cutbacks in many
state programs.
- Jim Low -
Photo By Kevin Small of ktshunts.com