Well, I don’t know about ya’ll, but I’m ready for a break from the discussion about the lead ammunition ban. Not that this isn’t an important topic, and a discussion that needs to be carried on… but if we let ourselves get bogged down in political issues, we start to lose sight of why we’re here… and that is, to HUNT!
I’m fortunate in CA, because I can hog hunt all year long. I break up the hog hunts with deer hunting, a little waterfowl, and, come springtime, turkey hunting! And that time is almost on us!
The hills are alive with the sounds of locator calls, as hopeful and eager hunters hit the field in search of roost trees, dusting grounds and strut zones. The greening countryside is starting to wake up with gobbling, and the big toms are starting to bully the jakes.
Soon, the show will begin in earnest (especially if this weather holds), and the fighting and gobbling will intensify. Camo-clad nimrods will filter through the oaks and field edges in search of the horny long-beard, hoping to lure them to a sudden demise with the lusty calls of lovelorn hens.
OK, enough of the attempt at artistry…
Holly, the NorCal Cazadora put it into words a lot better in a great piece she just did for the Sacramento Bee newspaper. Get yourselves on over there and give it a read.
And, when you’re done, make sure you post up a supportive comment or two… let the editors know that hunters read the Bee, and appreciate positive stories about our sport.
Thanks, Phillip!