And don't forget this gem. Wait, I think you told Yoder you weren't even trying here and that's why it sounded like a squawling mess. Because everyone using a turkey call wants it to sound like something other than a turkey! BTW, even folks over at Old Gobbler mention you didn't know how to call. LOLOLOL.
Now, post up a video of you calling in a turkey.
Fat old Barney Badass gonna kick your butt. Even though he can barely walk ! LOL
Speaking of nibbling on your ear... the cabin at turkey camp used to have a mouse problem (all cleaned up now). More than once, you'd wake up at night with them on you. Finally got a door on the place too...lol! It's pretty "rustic".
It isn't what happens to you that defines you, it's what you DO about what happens to you that defines you!
Leave it to Dean to get things back on track! LOL.
I hate damned mice. My hunting buddy's trailer he had on his land had them. Everything you feel at night makes you kick and slap to get that mouse off you. And it was never a mouse.
The mice weren't as bad as when we were invaded by the red squirrels! Lol! My 30 plus years hunting at my buddy's place by Mauston has just been priceless!
It isn't what happens to you that defines you, it's what you DO about what happens to you that defines you!
Only heat there too, is a wood burning stove. One cold night, the stove pipe fell off and the place filled up with smoke! Wouldn't trade any of it for anything!
It isn't what happens to you that defines you, it's what you DO about what happens to you that defines you!
Another time, I was set up along a creek bottom, big time turkey travel route to some ag not too far away. Not much was happening, I was thinking about a possible move when I heard movement off to my left. Slowly, very slowly, I started to turn my head. I move my eyes as far as they'll go, and then slowly turn my head. I saw my very good friend slowly making his way along the pasture fence, heading in my direction. I waited until he was trying to step over a downed tree and as he was, I cut loose with the loudest, most excited, turkey calling I could muster from my diaphram call! Just about spit the thing out of my mouth calling so hard! Lol! Got him good and we still laugh about it to this day. At the time though, he did question my heritage and our friendship! Lol!
It isn't what happens to you that defines you, it's what you DO about what happens to you that defines you!
I have a real funny turkey hunt it envolves one of DonnybOys big time callmaking legends calls and also another one that copied the legendary "Pond Call"......
I have a real funny turkey hunt it envolves one of DonnybOys big time callmaking legends calls and also another one that copied the legendary "Pond Call"......
Been hunting with him for over 30 years. Turkey, deer, dove, crow shooting, squirrel, coyote, even pig down south. Never a concern, not once, ever. But of course you'll take exception to that, and you should. Go with what you know.
It isn't what happens to you that defines you, it's what you DO about what happens to you that defines you!
In fact, our wives tease that we should have gotten married, to which he quickly replies, now why would we want to ruin a perfectly good relationship! Lol!
It isn't what happens to you that defines you, it's what you DO about what happens to you that defines you!
I've never tried to start up with you, not once. But you on the other hand...
And yes, hunting accidents do happen every year, too many of them in fact! I related something that happened on a turkey hunt between me and a very good, trusted, friend. I would never had done that to/with anyone else.
It isn't what happens to you that defines you, it's what you DO about what happens to you that defines you!