Larry A. Smail's Blog

Dandelion seeds ready for a wind

   I took Bob out to another area to hunt. I described the hike to the top would be a long and gradual climb. He was OK with the effort. We reached the field’s edge at 5:20A.M. and shortly heard a distant gobble. Within the next five minutes we heard 5, possibly seven,  different gobblers. At least, several were way across the hollows and roads. This is a most deceiving area to hunt. Turkey hunters know how a bird half a mile or more away can sometimes sound much closer in such circumstances.

We set up and one gobbler and within a few minutes the birds were all silent. Occasionally, for the next ten minutes or so, a distant gobbler was heard.

We began a quick tour of  the area and within a few more minutes all was silent. Although, I had taken allergy meds I began having symptoms in my eyes. the top of this hill had a large hay-field.

   Bob was becoming admittedly tired and we were both very wet from the high wet fields and steady light rain. I suggested we quit early and he was in agreement.  I did hear two gobbles upon leaving on a very distant ridge.

We saw a couple of deer and a great blue heron. I, also, stopped along the Cherry Run Road to remove and relocate a box turtle from the road. This turtle would be the second box turtle I have seen this spring.

Readers of my blog recognize that Bob is my step father of a couple of years now. He did say to me this morning if he would have had his own son he would have hoped he would have been like me.  Wow! I thanked him!!!