Category Archives: Turkey Hunts

“British Ranger”

“Snapshot Saturday”

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A Positive Answer…

Buffalo-hide moccasins crested the ridge. Despite a sense of urgency, the still-hunt progressed with the caution reserved for the stalk of a mighty stag. A lengthy pause allowed a contented grey squirrel ample time to scruff about in the brittle … Continue reading

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“A Sudden Noise”

“Snapshot Saturday”

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Who Needs Camo?

“Snapshot Saturday”

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Two Hours Sipping Water

Afternoon sprinkles pitter-patted. Light green autumn olive leaves bounced and bobbed, partly from the raindrops and partly from a slight breeze. The air smelled fresh and clean, a bit unusual for the first week in November. Overhead, the red oaks … Continue reading

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Perhaps Jonathan Alder was Right

Wood ducks whistled. The pair winged straight up, flared to the east, dipped low over the maple point, then glided out of sight over the huckleberry swamp. In less than a minute they circled back, sashayed between the oaks, then … Continue reading

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Old Lady Gray’s Student

A weak gobble drew hopeful glances. A dozen moccasin steps later, my wife thought she heard a second utterance; older ears failed to discern the joyous sound. Regardless, the tom was well off to the west; somewhere out in the … Continue reading

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An Unfortunate Disaster

Anticipation danced about the glade. The still-hunt progressed tree to tree, bush to bush. Trail-worn buffalo hide moccasins depressed damp, winter-weathered oak leaves. Not too distant, a blue jay paid little mind. Autumn olive branches, bedecked with mouse-ear-sized greenery tugged … Continue reading

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