Turkey hunting often involves a lot of walking.
So, February, 17, Dave Durham and I started training. We started with a half-mile walk on level, paved ground.
That was from the parking lot to the building. It was the closest space we could find.
Turkey season opens April 1.
I may not go that day, but I am going. The Judge and I have vowed to turkey hunt this year.
So, on the off chance we needed something, we decided to go to the NWTF Convention at Opryland.
After our half-mile, stroll, we hit the main exhibit hall and began cruising the aisles.
Where did all these exhibitors come from? For that matter, where did all the attendees come from?
The place was packed. I saw manufacturers of products I had never heard of and products I have heard of made by manufacturers, I never heard of. How many different turkey calls can there be?
I ambled along, now pretty much deaf from all the calling going on.
I stopped long enough to say hello to Wilbur Primos and Jerry Peterson and Gary Mason and a few others.
I let Wayne Smith, sell me a Quaker Boy, box call and I said hello to Barb Terry, my girl at TenPoint Crossbows.
Tom High, the great silver smith who made my ring was still in action and the Judge gathered a bunch of information on Sable hunting in Africa.
Then, I saw a show stopper. John Garton from Petersburg, WV carves, "stuff". The stuff he carves will stop you dead in your tracks.
The things he does with antlers is spectacular but his wood carving is superb. Some are solely decorative, some both decorative and utilitarian, All will stop you and make you look. He uses native woods and each piece is a masterpiece. Make you look, I guarantee it.
Made me wish I was rich. Checkout his website www.gartonoriginals.com.
So, we walked another couple miles at the show and were able to resist buying anything.
Dave did fall in love with a Dodge truck but if he bought it, he would have to cancel at least one trip to Africa. So we escaped rather financially unscathed.
Then we walked the half-mile back to the truck, which we temporarily misplaced.
The way Dave and I turkey hunt is not all that strenuous.
See, we do a lot of it by boat while fishing. If he hear one gobble or see one on Corps land, we go after him. If he is reluctant to come, we go back to fishing.
This business of chasing one up and down hills and hollers is for young folks. From what I saw at the convention, there are plenty of them.
So, come April the one...or sometime after that, I'll take my new box call and go chase a turkey.
Season runs from April 1 to May 14. I'll keep you posted.
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