The 2015 spring turkey season was, as of this writing, a total bust for me, as I have been neck-deep in the moving process to a new house that the wife and I have been building and dealing with for some months now.
If Marshall Collette of Greensboro, N.C. strung together all the beards from the turkeys he’s killed or called in for other hunters on a piece of rawhide, you could probably use it to measure for first downs in a football game.
It is generally a good idea to go out and scout for turkeys prior to the season opening. The excellent mast crop this year no doubt kept the birds in the creek and river drainages where the hardwoods are.
A good turkey hunter will generally have an arsenal of turkey calls in his pack, and he should be proficient with all of them. You do not have to be a contest caller, but it helps to know how to properly use a particular call.
Chad Bell’s turkey-hunting experience is pretty comparable to a sleek Italian sports car: He went from zero to 60 mph in just a couple of seconds on a recent trip in the Big Black River bottoms north of Canton, Miss.
I can remember when I was in my mid-20s and decided I’d be a turkey hunter. I packed up that spring, headed off to my nearest public tract of land, set up before daylight and began some beautiful (at least to my ears) purring as the sun broke over the horizon.