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  • DABLEMONT: Wild turkey in the fall

  • Last week I killed a turkey that weighed less than 10 pounds. I feel better just getting it off my chest, even knowing how other grizzled old outdoorsmen are going to look down on me for doing it.  What can I say?… I was hungry.

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  • Last week I killed a turkey that weighed less than 10 pounds. I feel better just getting it off my chest, even knowing how other grizzled old outdoorsmen are going to look down on me for doing it.  What can I say?… I was hungry.
     A flock of ten or so young turkeys flew across the river before us while we were fishing in mid-afternoon.  I had my shotgun with me, and I got out and walked slowly down the bank expecting they would go through the fringe of timber out into a nearby field.  Instead, they all were sitting on a fallen log down the bank about a hundred yards or so.  Young turkeys aren’t too smart, and I could have easily killed two or three with one shot as they stood there on that log, gawking at me as I sneaked along the woodland edge.  
    I picked out one and dropped it, then stood there and wondered why I had done it.  They looked to be a brood from a late hatch, maybe as late as early August, and there wasn’t a big one in the bunch.  The one I killed was a juvenile gobbler. Honestly, he just made one good meal!
    On Saturday I looked out behind my back porch and the wooded lawn was full of turkeys, big ones and little ones and medium ones.  In the unmowed grass and weeds we jokingly refer to as a ‘lawn’ and in nearby woods next to my place there were probably 40 turkeys in one flock, including a few mature gobblers.  I could have stepped out on the porch and shot one of them, but I didn’t.  I went out the front door and snuck down into my woods and tried to call them to me.
    On the way, I flushed a young gobbler behind my pond.  I don’t know what he was doing down there all alone, but I’ll bet he felt like an outcast.  I set up in a very good place and began to call, and in twenty minutes or so I watched those turkeys walk past me just out of range, the whole bunch of them. It began to come to me that I might ought to be thankful that I got that one young turkey.  What a sight it was. I have never seen so many up here on Lightnin’ Ridge.
    There is always the problem of deciding what to do in late October, because there’s some really good topwater fishing along our streams with buzz-baits, and the last week of October might be the very best time to hunt deer with a bow.  The next couple of weeks are also great times to hunt squirrels, and in my area they are plentiful The woods here in my part of the Ozarks was about as pretty as it gets, for ten days or so we had one of the most colorful fall displays as I have ever seen.  
    Page 2 of 2 - I hope many readers of this column will listen to my new outdoor radio program on Sunday mornings, from 8 to 9 a.m. It’s on KWTO radio, 560 AM.  It is a call-in program, so listen and call in with your opinions, questions and observations concerning the outdoors.  You can listen while you get ready for church.  This Sunday I am going to give a recipe for persimmon pie, and talk about catfish, white-tailed deer and fishing in the fall.  Please turn on the radio and join me.
    E-mail me at lightninridge@windstream.net , write to me at Box 22, Bolivar, Mo. 65613 or check out my website, www.larrydablemontoutdoors.blogspot.com

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