Hunting Blog IIJune 26th, 2013 at 8:17:56 am
Exploring some areas near my house and saw a coyote today. It let me walk right up on him, so that worried me a bit ... was this critter healthy? I slowly backed up to hunt for something to use as a club, at least; it did see this movement and took off in "yikes!" fashion. Sometimes even the most wary just don't see you; a 'yote probably depends on scent a lot, and this one didnt pick up mine.
I guess rabies shots aren't as bad as they used to be. Nonetheless, I just don't like being unarmed in the woods. I'm not going to be toting around a big shotgun all the time, though, nor a muzzleloading rifle ... wouldnt want someone to think I was hunting out of season, never mind the weight of it all.
Gee, a .22 pistol or rifle would be just perfect, eh? Not an option at the moment.
What's wrong with this picture?
PS: BTW the attitude of Virginia's game and fish [DGIF] is, please shoot them on sight.
Odiousgambit's Hunting BlogApril 28th, 2013 at 7:36:57 am
Face has inspired me to post about my hunting.
Since I don't expect any comments [much] I think a weblog will be the way to go, it sort of says "no comments necessary" and also sticks around better.
Yesterday got another Tom for this spring. This may seem unremarkable to non-hunters, but there are plenty of dedicated hunters who seldom shoot turkeys. I can go for years without shooting one - although it might be rare to go a year without being on a hunt that *someone* got one. There would be some hunters who brag it's no big deal - and there are a few who kill a lot of turkeys - but for the most part "don't believe it." The longtime writer for the Washington Post who writes about hunting and fishing, at least for years, just had stories about going for turkeys and never getting one. Finally found his name, Angus Phillips - perhaps by now he has bagged one.
Not so much of a story this time. The lonely old fellow started gobbling at daybreak and was "ready to rock". Observing a bit of caution, he nevertheless bit for the calls he heard and came right up an old trail to within range. We got treated to some very nice displays - if you've never seen the puffing up and tail-spreading in the Tom's display, you've missed something. Especially under the circumstances. At times a guy wonders if the bird will hear his heart beating and take off!
First picture: My hunting buddies listen after calling. This was later when we wanted to see if one of them could get one as well. No such luck. Bragging rights definitely come with getting more than one. Now, If you don't feel a twinge of "wish I was there" looking at that picture, you just aren't an outdoorsman.
The lucky hunter with his bird. The idea is to fan the tail out and show the beard. Forgot the latter bit but it is a cell phone pic and they are a little deficient for detail anyway I think.
The plucked bird is not quite ready for the pot after about an hour of plucking this morning. Another plucking session before we give it to the cook.
BTW they don't open the season till the breeding is done and hens are on the nest. By this time the males are pretty much surplus and you could probably harvest them all and it wouldn't affect the population.
It remains to be seen how I handle this blog. I might get into some 'essay' type stuff or not.