Larry A. Smail's Blog

I arrived very early and sat down hoping to hear a gobbler. No luck! A deer snorted at me in the darkness. It, probably, smelled my banana.

A began a tour of the area and failed to muster and gobbling. However, I visited the hen and she was still on her nest. I hope she has a successful hatch.

The contractor was to arrive this morning for a final amount of work. I decided to visit another place and give it a try. I was walking and calling when suddenly two gobblers appeared to my calling. They saw me and exited back into the woods. I couldn’t see their beards due to high grass. I believed they were, probably, jakes.

At one point, I could hear something coming and was shocked when a Rottweiler and pit bull appeared and began barking at me. When they began approaching me I hollered and they stopped their approach, but didn’t leave me alone. I walked out watching them closely. I stayed out until 11:15 when the heat was draining me.

I decided to go out and chance the rain this morning. I gave Susie her insulin shot and arrived to the woods at 7:30. The rain started again shortly after I began my trek into the woods. At 9:00 I was soaked and went home to check on the contractor driveway work.  They were to cut expansion joints into the concrete.

I saw a couple of deer and squirrels. I heard a grouse drumming and found a box turtle.

I told myself there would be three things I knew would happen this morning. One was a prediction that no birds would be around me today. Another thought was that I would not go across the creek after that bird today! The last one was , if I went after a far off bird he would be done gobbling when I arrived.

No gobbling at the usual site. One prediction down. This is only the second time no gobbling was present. I did hear the same bird across the  creek again. The second one was a failure for after the turkey continued gobbling at 6:15, I made a dash to get in his area.  Number two failed for I did what I said I wouldn’t do!

When I arrived in the area where the bird was gobbling I was greeted with silence.. Two out of three!!! I am beginning to lose confidence with myself. ( I may need to hang on to some of the feathers I find in the woods like the one in the photo.) The next couple of hunting days may need to be postponed due to the shots of insulin for Susie. Laurie should be back on Monday. I may get out later in the day. Next week looks very warm with highs in the 80 degree range.

I left the woods by 7:15 since the driveway contractor would be home to do the cement work.

Susie got past a barrier in my garage today and wandered out across the newly poured cement! Luckily for me the workers fixed  the paw prints before the cement set.

Other sightings of the day were one deer and one squirrel. Also, I found a deer antler shed today.

Bob and I set up very early with high hopes that the old gobbler would be roosting in the same area. We were disappointed when he failed to gobble. In fact, this would be the first time in almost three weeks a gobbler didn’t greet the morning. However, I heard one across the road and Cherry Run Creek. He was done gobbling prior to six o’clock.

I discussed the situation with Bob and he said he wasn’t going to stay out long. Bob is in the completion stages of having his 1954 Chevy completely refurbished. (The car is looking good!)

I went over and mustered one shock gobbler  from very far away. That was it.

I hurried to another area since I had to quit early for the driveway contractor. I called and was immediately cut off with such a racket from a hen…. a mother hen with poults. I saw 3-4 little ones about the size of my fist. I continued using kee kee whistles and she went bonkers. The interesting fact is she had a beard. (Legal in Pennsylvania)

                                                                                           (A bearded hen.)

Other sightings of the morn included: approximately 12 deer; lots of grey squirrels; a fox squirrel and bear tracks again.

When I arrived home the driveway work had begun. Hopefully, tomorrow the bulk will be completed. 

 (Note the hen turkey & deer tracks with the front foot track of the bear.)

I waited for the gobbler that I had heard the last two mornings. At 5:35, I heard a gobbler across the hollow where I had been the previous two mornings. I hurried to a pre-determined site and very quietly set up. I was about 50 to 60 yards from his roosting site. After I had set up a tom exploded his presence where I had just came from…. turkeys!

At  fly down the gobbler flew across a small gully and landed on the opposite bench. He was silent. I waited a short time and clucked and purred and he answered one time to my extreme left. The gobbler had went across the right-of-way I had hoped he would have flown down to, but, he was 80 yards above me. I adjusted my position and never heard from him again. He was above me on a steep bench and a small stream between us. I hope he didn’t see me.

The driveway contractor told me he was going to start today on my driveway. With that in mind I quit the hunt at 7:00. I gobbled three times and the one across the hollow shocked gobble to me. I found it tough to leave the woods.

The contractor didn’t show up at the house until around 3:15. I didn’t see him, but, a load of material was dumped on the drive. I guess they will be here tomorrow to begin their work. I am planning on going hunting for a while anyway. My step father, Bob is going to go out hunting too. We have a set up plan. Of course, I wouldn’t be surprised if, tomorrow, that gobbler was somewhere far off in a distant land courting the hens with his beautiful music!

BOY…How I love getting soaked!  (In case you are not aware of it, those words are sarcasm!) When I reached the car this morning at around 11:30 I was wet from head to toe. No more Gore-Tex for me. Those boots are not even  a year old and my feet were soaked! I have had enough of these purchases to realize that they are a waste of good money!

The morning was interesting. I heard a couple of gobblers and, yes they were on the opposite hill side again. Later on, I eased up the hill behind me to a field. Here I saw a longbeard and two hens. (At one point, the  gobbler was about 60 yards from me before he followed the hens away.) I could see another hen in the field as well. I circled the lower edge of the field and walked onto a hen preening itself. I was about 40 yards away and she was so busy I stood and watched her. I, also, saw 3 deer here and a fourth while walking out.

I drove a couple of miles away and checked another woods with no luck. The rain increased and the winds started up and hearing was non-existent. A gobbler that was 150 yards away would not be able to hear me…or me hear him!  As, I loudly called a nice buck jumped up. He had a velvet rack of, approximately, six inches with a “Y” forming on each antler. This deer will be a nice buck come the end of summer.

Other sightings include 2 squirrels and an Indigo Bunting. (I failed to write that I had seen my first  buntings last week.)

I knew I wouldn’t be able to stay in the woods long today. I had an appointment with a fellow for driveway work; had to take a mower for repairs and, mostly, I needed to get a tire repaired on my vehicle. At 3:45 this morning, I was putting air in my tire. It was flat! (Later found out that I picked up a nail.)

I made a perch where I had seen the turkeys on Saturday morning. In the lightening woods I noticed my deer friend again. She didn’t see me this time. I heard three gobblers across the road and nothing on my side. The gobbling was sparce and few. I, later, saw two turkeys in a pasture field and bumped one off the ridgeline while exiting the woods. I was done hunting at 7:30 for the reasons mentioned above. The day soon became a rainy one.

From a turkey hunting view, I don’t believe I will get much in this week. The contractor hopes to start on the drive on Wednesday. When the initial plans were made, he spoke of June for the beginning of the work. Also, Laurie and my mother-in-law are headed for a visit of my wife’s aunt on Thursday. They  are, also, going to Statten Island by bus. My mother-in-law was raised  there and hasn’t been back since 1980. I will need to be around in the morning for Susie’s insulin shots unless the vet says an earlier shot would be possible without harm.

(Susie in the back yard with much better eyesight.)

My step father, Bob and I slowly edged along the right-of- way. If the gobbler was there we would be sneaking past him at about forty yards.  This is potentially a dangerous manuever. I set Bob up and explained possible scenerios to him and moved around to choose a set up site below this favorite roosting area.

Within minutes after I set up a most strange event began to unfold. A doe walked past me to within about 8 yards and spotted me. She  looked for a while and circled me. She circled me again and again. This became a game for her. She would look at me, go around behind me, go out of sight and come back the same right-of-way Bob and I crept up. I wasn’t sure what impact this might have on the turkeys, if any. The doe came back through about the sixth time when I emerged from my setting position and lunged at her. The game continued. I lunged several more times as the morning light became brighter. Each time she would circle to within yards of me. I counted up to ten circles and I know she circled me , at least, another six to eight  times.

AT 6:00 two gobblers gobbled from where I suspected them to be. That was it! I heard a hen at 6: 40. Shortly after, a jake flew from the tree. Seconds later a hen flew out and landed within my shotgun’s range. More gobblers! By the time fly down ended 5 jakes and one longbeard entered the scene. Some of them were moving towards the hen when the doe decided to come through again. (The Smail curse again.) The hen jumped up at the deer’s approach and turned to begin walking up hill followed by the tom.

The jakes began feeding about 45 yards from me. At that moment, I decided to take a jake if they came into range. I would then break up the flock, if possible, and call one in for Bob. This is a tactic often used for fall turkey hunting. He has said often he would like a double with me. I clucked and some of them clucked and began feeding away. I rose up on a full run towards them but failed to break them up. Asthma chest pressures and a  fall (almost) stopped that reality from happening.

I only heard a couple more gobbles in the distance. I walked about until about 9:40 and failed to get a response and headed out for I was to help my sister move some desks. I did get some photos of a hen on her nest.

(The flower photo is a golden ragwort.)

I set up very early , in hopes, the big gobbler would be roosted in the same trees as he did over the last several mornings. He was, as were two other gobblers. I was close.  While setting there, I heard some close-by rustling and turned to my right to see an opossum at about six feet from me.

The gobbling continued on when I disppointedly heard a hen with them. The birds left their roost at 6:50.. rather late. I actually could see the one fly down. All of the birds clammed up.

I waited about 15 minutes and called again. Although I have been able to keep my allergies to a tolerable level, my right eye began to burn and water. I closed my eyes in an effort to decrease this discomfort. Upon opening them, I could see a gobbler at about 35 yards. I couldn’t see his beard due to  the vegetation between us. If this gobbler would walk only about 6 steps he would be in the open area of the woods.  (The Smail curse!)

Suddenly, his head raised up high as if looking at something. I was perfectly still. Immediately to my left, I could see a dark mass… could this be a strutting gobbler! Soon, I realized that two deer were browsing beside me. The gobbler began preening his feathers as the deer came about 8 feet from me. They were both bucks and I noticed just how quickly their summer (red) hair was in place. ( Missed out on some great photos.)

 I was in a dilemna again. If the deer spook, the turkey could do so as well.  If they stick around the gobbler could change his desire. Well with my luck, the deer spotted me, but couldn’t figure me out. They continued walking back and forth studying the camo-clad mass. The gobbler, eventually walked out of site and the excitement  was gone.

I went to another area, and received an answer and worked towards the tom. I could see him in a reclaimed stripping operation. This tom lost interest, too when a golf cart began driving about the area.

Other sightings and things of interest:  Saw 3 more deer and heard some coyotes. I saw a couple of squirrels and heard a drumming grouse too.

I dug out and replanted some ferns.

(Flower photos are a yellow flag, a native iris and a mayapple.)

Knowing the, probable, pattern of this gobbler, I sent my step father, Bob to the top of the hill near to where the right-of-way and the field intersect. I went across the hollow to wait for what transpires. At 5:30 the gobbler opened up where he was roosting the past morning.  I hoped Bob would see him. The boig bird did, in fact, come into the field and did his usual tracking and walked across the field occasionally strutting and gobbling. Bob’s decoy and calling effected him little.

I heard gobbling down farther and took after them. I located the general area and moved in. The 2-3 birds left and went off as  usual after leaving the roost. Later on, I received a response and moved in. The vegetation wasn’t good and after a while the toms shut up.   I began, a slow walk and call in the area. I called in a hen and a red fox. The fox appeared quites surprised when it realized the turkey was much bigger than it was. After 11:00, I managed to shock one into gobbling twice, but, that was all.

Other sightings  and interests of the day were: bear tracks; found hen feathers as if something successfully killed it…(coyotes; bear?) 5 deer; 4 jakes and one spooked turkey of unknown sex.