Im looking for a few of these calls for me and my brother-in-law. If anyone has one and want to get rid of it please let me know.
Yesterday, me and my brother-n-law (Brad) took his youngest son Brock hunting. We had a bird gobble 5 times before daylight. After daylight there was a hen feeding in the field in front of us. A little later we spot a gobbler. For two hours he stayed between 200 & 300 yards away in full strut. We tried every call our vest to get him to come in....nothing! At 8:15 we decided to SHUT UP! The hen begain to head our way. When she saw the decoys she made a b-line for them. By this time the gobbler had started following her. He came in struting. Then begain to whoop my B-mobel decoy. Brock shot him at 10 yards. He had 11 inch beard, 1 inch spurs, and weighed 21 lbs. Brock is 8 and this was his first turkey. He is ruined for LIFE!!!
Yesterday evening I wanted to see if I could roost some birds. I brought my wife along. So at 7:15 pm we were sitting in a blown down tree glassing the fields. Soon we could see two birds heading our way. We watched them fly up to a dead pine. So this morning I was very excited. I grabbed my gun and boots and headed to the woods. Apparently I was to tired or in too much of a hurry because I soon realized I had only grabbed one boot. So I kept my brown shoes on and headed to my spot. I was set up 200 yards from where they were roosted. A rooster crowed and the turkey sounded off. He continued gobbling till 6:30. I did a flydown cackle and he triple gobbled. I was fired up! At 7:00 he flew down and headed my way. The other soon followed. It was amazing to watch them run across the field and then strut. They put on a great show but I had to end it with a #5 Remington nitro mag upside his head. He has an 11 inch beard 1 1/8 spurs and weighed 26 lbs. He is my biggest bird so far.
I was telling a taxidermy friend about my bird. He proceeded to tell me I might have a state record bird. We put information in the turkry calcuator an came up with a score of (69.875) The louisiana State Record is (54.50) My bird beat it by 15.375! I had no idea what i had. I did not have enough money to mount it, So I skint it! I have the state record turkey breast sitting in my fridge. Wonder what state record bird taste like???? Chicken???
Right before daylight I heard a gobbler sound off 150 yards in front of me. As daylight approched I spotted him in the dead pine where some hens had been roosting. Later I did a flydown cackel and heard two birds gobble. I raised my bionoculars and was supprised to find the other tom 5 foot above the first bird I spotted. I got really excited when spotted them. That excitement soon wore off when I had to leave at 8:00 and they were still on the roost. Before I left I put my phone up to the bionoculars and snapped some pictures.
I know this is not the biggest bird but after the season I have had; I'll take what I can get. It was also one of my favorite hunts ever. Before daylight I didn't hear a thing. At daybreak I saw a hen enter the field. Shortly after 5 jakes came out and started chaseing her around. They would not come into my calls. Maybe it was the real thing in front of them that prevented my calls from working. The hen bagan to yelp and lead them away. So I mocked her. She was not happy! She came in and started pecking my decoy. By calling her in the boys followed and I got one. It was the first time I ever called a hen in and first turkey tag I got to use.
Ok the pictures above are from a plant near my home. These birds are always out showing off. Unless you break the law you can't hunt these birds. They are the "UNTOUCHABLES"! I know lots of readnecks that want to cut or jump the fence to get them. Live Bait snaped these photos on his way home from work.
Also..you should visit this site. One of the best turkey hunting videos ever! You may want to pee before watching it.
By the look of things I have way too much turkey hunting gear. (B-Mobile and a hen decoy, new shells, new vest, 3D leafy suit, gloves, face mask, box call, gobbler, 7 locaters, the wing, mouth calls, 4 different friction calls, flashlight, and video camera). But according to one buddy; I donât have enough! I have learned over the yearsâ¦âItâs better to have it and not need it, than to need it and not have itâ. Me and RP have been scouting some places we hunted last year. We have seen lots of birds. The other morning we saw 4 gobblers 7 jakes and 23 hens. It got my heart pounding. Iâm bringing my 8 year old nephew on his first turkey hunt youth weekend. I canât wait! Is anyone else ready for turkey season to open?
I was leaving a job site today and our truck driver ran over a nest of baby rabbits. Only two survived. Has anyone ever raised baby wild rabbits. I have heard its hard to keep them alive when they are babies. What do I feed them? Their eyes are open. ???????? HELP!!!
Me, Live Bait, and Bug headed to Missouri to do a little deer hunting. The first evening Live Bait wacked this doe. We saw 23 deer today. Can't wait till the morning hunt.
I believe hunting means different things to different people. To some itâs a way to relax, a way to enjoy the outdoors. Itâs the challenge, sport, and the camaraderie between friends. It can even be a break from work.
My grandpa had over 200 head of walker dogs when I was a kid. He never took a stand; he always drove the dogs and as a young child I remember riding in the front seat shooting deer with my POP gun. You rememberâ¦â¦..the little plastic rifle with the orange cap on the end. When I was old enough to hunt with a real gun my grandma took me in the woods and taught me how to hunt. Thatâs right my grandma! She has killed more bucks than most men I know and I have the pictures to prove it. My favorite part wasnât the hunt, it was the hanging out at the camp, playing with friends, making forts, and getting into trouble! I even have a picture of my mom 7 months pregnant with me holding an 8 point she had just killed. I think itâs safe to say hunting is in my blood
As I have gotten older, the way I hunt has changed. I havenât hunted with dogs in years. I mainly bow hunt now. I learn new things about wildlife and the outdoors every year. There are new guns, bows, camo, and thousands of new hunting products every year. It seems like everything is always changing. The one thing that hasnât changed is the fact that I still enjoy hanging out with friends and family around the campfire more than actually killing something. Donât get me wrong, I LOVE to hunt but it canât compare to fellowshipping with your buddies. We tell the same stories every year and hardly ever are they about something we killed. Itâs about Mr. Pat busting his butt while trying to cook egg omelets and the omelet fling up as he is going down. Itâs about bringing your son to the woods for the first time watching him shoot 1000 BBâs at every grasshopper, horsefly, and every other bug he can find. I care more about that and enjoying the woods than I do killing something. When I do kill something itâs a bonus.
Some people just donât get it. They are more worried about killing something than enjoying everything else that goes along with hunting. I have a buddy that comes hunting with us sometimes and soon as the hunt is over he goes home. In three years I can count on one hand the amount of times he has stayed and hung out after the hunt. Me and Live Bait are heading to Missouri next week to do a little hunting at his aunts. This is a place that nobody but us hunts. We have some trail cam pics of small bucks. So we decided to start a management program. Our buddy I mentioned above was going with us but when he found out he could not shoot a small bucks or yearlings; he decided not to join us. This is the same guy that has a 145 inch deer on his wall. That shows the heart of a personâ¦..more worried about killing baby deer than hanging out with FRIENDS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
So again I askâ¦what does hunting mean to you?
Me and the âCREWâ headed up to three rivers to partake in a little, after thanksgiving, âPopulation Controlâ. The first morning yancy and I paddled around trying to get to a favorite stand but the water was too high. We returned to camp to see the guy camping next to us had killed a nice buck. After making a new plan we all headed back to the woods. That evening Yancy killed two hogs and everyone else struckout!
The next morning after seeing a doe but not able to get a shot; I decided to head towards Yancy because I had heard him shoot. A hog jumped up and I shotâ¦â¦.when I did hogs began to run everywhere. THENâ¦â¦â¦â¦it sounded like WWIII. Live Bait had left his stand because he heard yancy shoot too. They were standing together when a big boar ran by them. Nine shots later he fell deadâ¦so did lots of trees. Doe meat and hog meat the same morning. Yummy! Me, Live Bait, and Yancy were the only ones to kill anything. The other 5 guys missed, slept in their stands, or forgot their oranges and could not huntâ¦.I promise not to mention your name Mike!!! UNDERTAKER aka âtha Publicland Predatorâ.
Me, Live Bait, and Pop headed back to three rivers wma for the first time since opening weekend in october. I wasn't in the woods 5 minutes and walked up on a group of hogs. As they began to run I took aim at the only one I could see and wack! Pork down! I hunted for 2 1/2 hrs and saw 35-40 hogs and a deer but only one stepped into striking range. Live Bait also killed a hog.........but it's the same size as Pop's squirrel. We roasted it while listening to the LSU game. Good tender pork. It looks like the "Population Control Experts" are at it again. ~UNDERTAKER~ aka......~"tha Publicland Preditor~"
Because of starting a new job; I havenât been able to bow hunt since opening weekend. I have come to the conclusion that work interferes with my hunting schedule way too often. So if there is anyone out there willing to pay me to hunt, just let me know. Finally, this weekend, I get to return to my favorite WMA. Canât wait! Anywayâ¦..here are a couple of pictures from opening weekend. On the way to my stand I saw this sow with 8 little ones. I didnât have time to climb a tree, put my jacket on, and barely had time to get my stand off my back. I had a muzzy in my quiver screaming to chew on some pork. So I nocked one and letâer fly. I could hear the shouts of joy coming from the muzzy as it chewed through and through a little pork. I also took Alex to the same area and he was able to get his first hog.
UNDERTAKERâ¦.akaâ¦âtha PUBLICLAND PREDATORâ
I killed Live Bait's deer!!! and here is the story... Time after time I walked 1 1/2 miles to my stand. So...I decided to find a shorter route. The new route I found was only a half mile walk but I had a 20 min. 4-wheeler ride down the worst trail on the entire WMA! January 1 I headed in the woods. After getting stuck and wenching myself out I got to my trail. I did not have a flag trail I was following the GPS and then it lost signal. When it came back on i found myself further from my stand then when I started. I reached the tree that "Live Bait" was going to climb at 6:30 a.m. and because I was still a good 500 yards from my stand I decided to climb his tree. This was possible because "Live Bait's" wife did not let him come up the night before. At 7:05 this buck came running by. I blew my grunt call to stop him then BAM!!! After I shot him he ran about 10 yards before his horns stuck in the ground and he did a front flip. That hunt went from horrible to great in no time flat. He is a main frame 10 with two kickers. Nice young 12 point. Sorry Live Bait maybe next time PAM aka "Stink Bait" will let you go a little earlier. The "PUBLICLAND PREDATOR" strikes again!!! Here is "POP" sitting on the gut bucket with his spike he killed with the ol' smokepole.
Me and Live Bait headed to our favorite piece of Publicland at the end of December. The second morning 5 hogs came out the swamp right on top of me. I shot the one in front and bolted another round. After they started running I shot and missed, then quickly bolted another one in the chamber and shot again. WACK!!! right in the butt. I have never heard a hog squeal as loud as this one did. I climbed down to find it but little did I know it was still alive. I had to shoot 2 more times to kill it. It was early so I decided to climb back in my tree. Before I was all the way up 8 more hogs came out of the swamp. I tried to pull my gun up but i was too slow. Not long after that this 5 point came out and I busted him too!!! It was an awesome morning. The "Publicland Predator" strikes again!!!
It has become a tradition to hunt 3 Rivers WMA on doe day. We have had good luck in the past but this year was one of the funnest/worst trips ever. People falling down, people missing deer, deer running through the camp.
It all started Friday morning at 7:00 i had a 4 point broad side at 80 yards. I shot and..............WACK! Killed it dead. Well..........The little tree not the deer. There was a little tree big around as a quarter. I never saw it but i did put a perfect shot on it. I think when the tree broke it hit the deer. Maybe not but it was that close. Later that day we were sitting around the fire and some dogs ran a small buck 10 yards from the tent. That evening i killed 2 hogs about 200 lbs each. It took 2 hours in a monsoon to get them out the woods. Me and Live Bait both agree it was the worst retrieve ever!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
We did not hunt Saturday morning because of rain. That evening Live Bait killed this 350 lb boar. He made a great shot. He hit him running at 100 yards. We were amazed how much the plate on the boar slowed the bullet down. No exit and it barely made it to the offside shoulder. Tuff hog!
It was the opening day of squirrel season but instead of squirrel hunting me and Live Bait decided to go bow hunting. I found myself Saturday morning in the same stand where I had seen a buck the day before. At 7:30 I saw a doe walking along a slew about 100 yards away. I called Live Bait on the radio but he did not answer. So I turned on my GPS w/2way radio to see if I could find Live Bait and let him know a deer was heading his way. Then I decided to try my fawn bleat. After blowing it 3 times she came running in. When she got 40 yards from me it happened!!! Live Bait decided to call me back! My GPS did not have a earbud like my little 2way did and she heard him and stopped. Then she started running again then she stopped behind a tree. All I could see was her head and neck. So I took aim at 30 yards and letâer loose! Whack!!! After the shot I was shaking so bad I nearly fell out of my stand! I could not believe it. I had finally shot a deer with my bow. Then came the nerves; wonderingâ¦â¦â¦â¦â¦ would find her? After following the best blood trail I have ever seen I found her dead, 200 yards from where I had shoot her. It was the most exciting hunt of my life! Public Land Smack Down # 1
You heard the story. Now here are the pictures of Live Bait's first deer with a bow!
Livebait, these two deer are for you. The spike has your name on it and the doe has a strange birthmark. October 1st can't get here soon enough!!!