Looking for advice on hunting over bean fields. I have hunted over soybeans with success many times. The landowner has wheat standing right now and will harvest within the week and plant late beans. Are these late beans expected to help me in the late season? With being planted late they will no doubt be standing late. The only mast crops (acorns) will be in the thick cutover I have not been hunting since it is so thick, heavily bedded and a good sanctuary. I hope the deer will show in the beans rather than stick to the oaks in the thick stuff. If not, maybe they will at least hit the beans hard when the acorns have gone bad? I have seen deer eat beans best when green or brown, but not much in between. Corn is not worth baiting with to me like it used to be because it is expensive and the deer will gobble it up after dark. I now use very little corn if possible, just enough to keep them interested even when the field was planted in tobacco and winter wheat last year, which worked well. Probably put out no more than 100lbs. total, spreading it thin and killed deer all season. I am hoping to be cost efficient as much as possible and use the late beans to my advantage. Please advise.
My dad started turkey hunting just last year and fell head over heels in love with it! This year he spent lots of time in a blind working on his calling and trying out decoys. The season has been tough, but he stuck it out and it paid off. Early afternoon one day he had taken his attention off of the decoy spread and when he looked back up there were 3 nice gobblers huddled around his foam jake decoy. They were staring down at it as if they wanted it to make the 1st move. In order to keep from killing more than 1 bird, he waited until they separated, while deciding which had the most 'chest hair'. He raised the gun and dropped one of them at 29.5 yards. The old warrior had 6 beards and 1 spur over 1.25' and the other broken off was less than 1.5'. He will look good mounted on the limb in a gobbling position. Way to go, Dad! Congrats!
Took one of my favorite hunting buddies, my little brother, hunting on opening day of turkey season. Had a great hunt. Please keep in mind that he was just being a teenage boy and totally kidding when he made the comments following the shot. I'm so proud of him. He loves to eat what he harvests. It's hard to even find an adult hunter that responsible these days. James took a great gobbler for his 1st turkey last year but our hunting time together is limited so we couldn't pass on a jake. Good times!
I got back my shoulder mount of my muzzleloader buck-of-a-lifetime last week. I am more than satisfied! A special thanks to Wayne Stanley of Holt Lake Wildlife for a quick turnaround and incredible artwork! I couldn't be happier.
This 'book' is worth reading. It is the definition of a television-worthy hunt. As a young man, my dad was a die-hard deer hunter that loved running dogs. I have become equally passionate about turkey hunting. Now, my dad says that deer hunting doesn't hold a candle to turkey hunting.
We went out to a place we rarely hunt and sat in the fog of the field before daylight, eating corned-beef hash and laughing like school girls about who-knows-what. Then we decided it was time to go get settled in.
We sat in the backside edge of a decent block of woods surrounded by field with no decoys used. I started some soft clucks and purrs on the slate right after expected flydown and a lone hen came clucking and we let her slip on through. Then we heard very distant gobbles coming from what sounded like where we parked the truck at the road. The gobbler started toward my box calling from about 300 yards away. He sounded like he hung up so we got up and moved toward him, leaving our stools behind. We traded turkey talk en route for about a half hour while moving. Before we knew it we had gone by the turkey through the woods and he was headed toward our 1st spot by field. We then had to go back to where we started, crossing the powerlines running through the block of woods and nearly being spotted by him. We then played cat-and-mouse, with me trying to keep dad between the turkey and myself while I tried to call and sneak away to bring him by to no avail.
We then sneaked through to our 1st spot since the bird wouldn't come into the woods. I moved away from dad and called with a mouth call while he crawled into a grapevine of cover. I could see the gobbler come around the corner of the island of woods and everytime and cut, he would gobble, strut closer and then feed. Sometimes he would gobble up to five times without a pause between. This was repeated over and over until I got him to come by the grapevine at 25 yards. I qued dad to shoot, whispering, 'shoot him' twice because it was now or never. When he finally cleared the leaves dad could see his head.
This 23.5 lb. tom fell to dad's 2 3/4' Rem. 1100 that he used for deer in the 1970's. I have been on some amazing turkey hunts, but this was the hunt of a lifetime.
In case you doubted because you haven't seen them, coyote are everywhere now. Even in the suburbs. I was deer hunting 1 morning before work and this female critter was following the track of a grey fox that passed through 5 min. prior to my seeing her. I whistled to stop her before she entered a hedgerow 220 yards away and when she turned to chase again, put 1 in the noggin. The dog fell less than 50 yards from the interstate and behind a rest area. The field is right behind a subdivision. Regardless of how that may sound, the shot was outside of city limits and in a safe direction, toward a thick cutover. I am beyond careful when it comes to knowing what's beyond your target. I have more trail camera photos of other coyote in the same area.
My buddy and I drew permits to hunt at J. Morgan Futch waterfowl impoundment this year. As usual, the weather was bluebird-beautiful-terrible for duck hunting. But we both also drew swan permits and boy, were we glad we applied. Taking down these 2 giant birds was worth the trip. They were the only thing we got to shoot at that day. A flock of 4 were heading to join another flock and we timed our shots after determining who would shoot which bird. They were our 1st swans and both were large and mature. If you hunt waterfowl down east, it's always worth applying for a swan tag. You never know what might happen!
I desperately wanted to film my 14 year old brother's 1st turkey kill. We had a great youth day hunt the previous year that would have made good video even though James missed the gobbler. My dad and brother gave me some Eyecam glasses as a gift before the following youth day. My dad was new to turkey hunting but picked out a stumphole for us to sit in the morning of youth day. We roosted this gobbler, knowing he was a boss. After some light calling the morning of the hunt, the tom gobbled and flew down. I heard him spit to our left and gave James the queue to cock his shotgun. I had him wait until a shot would be presented. As I told my brother the day before, it's best to move when a strutter is facing away and he did just that. The gobbler ran in and whooped the decoy before getting wise to the impostor strutter. I gave the go ahead to shoot and he made a perfect shot! With 1 1/4' and a 10.5' beard the gobbler was a very impressive 1st harvest. I was so proud and honored to be a part of this hunt.
On the rainy opening day of muzzle-loader season, I looked over my shoulder through the blind window just in time to catch this buck bounding out of the end of the tobacco (which normally would have been picked) row about 85 yards from me. He looked back at me as if he knew I was there. He had gotten downwind of me on his way through the tobacco, headed toward a hedgerow separating the field from I-95. I had just enough time to grab the gun, take a knee and stick the barrel through the window. When the smoke cleared he was laying where he had recently stood. I had 1 trail cam photo of this buck 5 min. before dark and an hour and a half after I walked by the cam the same day. I did not know just how big he was until I got close to him. He was my 1st black powder kill and I couldn't be any happier, especially since he was taken near home in Johnston County! There is no way I could have taken this buck without the help of the Lord Almighty. It all fell together so perfectly and quickly, that my heart rate didn't have time to get up while staring a 10 pointer in the eye and the shot was great. God is good!