Category Archives: Turkey Hunts

A Circuitous Still-Hunt

Inner voices suggested a different course. Trail-worn elk moccasins turned about and struck off in the opposite direction. This new still-hunt progressed over the rise and down into a small valley. The depression’s south end spilled into a dense, difficult-to-navigate … Continue reading

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Returned to its Rest…

Light snow fell. White, ball-like granules the size of goose shot pattered on damp leaves. Dark clouds, the color of quenched iron, brought a chill that caused a humble fort hunter’s nose to drip. Winter moccasins, lined with two layers … Continue reading

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Waiting on the Next Trade Blanket

“Scu-reeeeee…Scu-reeeeee,” a red-tailed hawk cried as it banked its wings and drifted south over the River Raisin’s bottomland. A blue-wool-clad leg stepped over a rotted oak trunk. Two fox squirrels chased their way off the ridge crest, spewing dry leaves … Continue reading

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“Kindling a Morning Fire”

“Snapshot Saturday”

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“North-Forty’s First Longbeard”

“Snapshot Saturday”

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“A Triple-Beard Tom”

“Snapshot Saturday”

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“…missed the chance of a lifetime…”

“Gob-obl-obl-obl-obl-obl!” The wild turkey’s melodic tone hung in a quiet, frosty calm. That tom was still roosted, on the hog-back ridge, over the hill and across the big swamp. Night’s abyss abated with reluctance that fine morn in 1798, or … Continue reading

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“a double handful of powder”

Soupy mist rose from the watering hole. Frozen rain stiffened the sedge grass, encrusted red willow shoots and weighed down autumn olive branches. Ice grayed rigid cedar boughs. At a pause, a butterfly breath of a breeze crackled and snapped … Continue reading

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