I’m scouting in the rain
When your time is limited “a mans got to do what a mans got to do.”
I can’t believe I headed over to Hillsdale early this morning to do some turkey scouting. You would think anyone in their right mind would of turned around between Blissfield and Adrain after driving through wind, rain, and fire (lightning.) I even had nickle size hail bouncing all over my Ford ranger.
Well needless to say I pointed the nose of my truck westward- ho, and two hours later pulled into my destination. It never did stop raining, just slowed down a wee bit. Of coarse I forgot my rain gear, so during one of the semi-downpours I snuck into the hedgerow and let out with a couple gobbles. It didn’t really surprise me that nothing responded, so I tried some soft “clucks.” Again I heard “narry” a sound and thought what self respecting turkey would be out in this (fowl) weather anyway? Turkeys sometimes get a bum rap about being stupid birds. Well quite frankly I was feeling like the dummy today. Then just as I made my decision to make a dash toward the 4-wheeler I caught movement out of the corner of my eye. There sneaking in behind me was a group of 8-10 Toms. I put my binoculars on them, and sure enough, there were 2 long beards and the rest were jakes. You could make a case for me being as dumb as those birds, or you could assume they were as dumb as me. Anyway they must of caught some movement they didn’t like, as they changed direction in a hurry.
Believe me I was pleased about seeing any turkeys on such a rotten day. Makes you think about being opportunistic when your time is limited. Well I slid and sloshed my way back to the truck, turned the defroster up to high, and headed back to Monroe. When I pulled into my driveway my cloths were almost dry.
Now get out there and enjoy Michigans great outdoors. You won’t regret it.
Mike