I am reporting this from the couch on Sunday night, totally exhausted, and without a turkey...
I kind of expected this as I was hunting a new piece of public land so I knew I would probably make some mistakes and I would end up doing a lot of walking since it is a large area and I wanted to see a lot of it to make subsequent hunts more productive. I was right on both accounts.
Saturday was in general a ridiculous day. I had rain, sleet, snow, small hail and sun. At one point I was driving in almost whiteout blizzard conditions while the sun was shining. Even so, it was a really nice day. And it was neat to see the little snowball things getting caught in the various spiderwebs.
Those were everywhere I looked. Like someone had planted snow flowers.
But enough about the weather and scenery, let's talk about the hunt ands all the mistakes I made.
I had been to this public ground a few times before and had a vague idea of where I wanted to be Saturday morning, but due to the cloud cover and my relative unfamiliarity, I decided to use my headlamp walking back into that spot. I try not to use headlamps and I can't be sure that it bogeyed up my opportunity at a turkey right off the roost, but I'm sure it didn't help.
I got set up in a narrow grassy strip between two rows of cedar trees that are backed by hardwoods. The grass is sort of the top of a ridge between two ravines that run down to the river. I was about 40 yards west of a bluff that drops about 40-50 feet down to the river.
SO I was set up, but I didn't put a lot of effort into the set up. I didn't expect there to be any turkeys real close and I was just hoping to be deep enough in that I would hear gobbles and maybe be able to move to a better spot closer to the action.
As it turned out there were some gobbles on the north side of the ravine to the north of me. I thought about trying to move around to that side, but there would have been a good chance that might be on private since the property boundary is up that way.
Not long after legal shooting light I heard a shot to the east, which would have been on that same public land, but on the other side of the river. I was hearing gobbles away to the south east, which I think was birds following hens up the ravine and out the top of the draw into some prime nesting grassland.
All of a sudden I had a gobble just over my left shoulder maybe 80 yards away. It got closer and kept gobbling and I thought I had a real good chance, but then I heard a gobble right behind me and never saw the bird or heard him again. Either I wasn't hidden well and he saw a part of me he didn't like or he got a look at my decoy set up and decided he didn't like that.
ABout an hour later I heard a shot off to the south of me and I think that was probably on the south side of the ravine that was south of the one that was south of me. But I hadn't yet explored that area so I wasn't sure exactly what was down there.
I packed up and decided to hike around to the south side of the ravine that was south of me. Thinking that I had heard gobbles moving in that direction. It was about 10 when I got around to the other dies and I was pretty tired from lugging all my gear and the fact that I am not in any kind of shape.
SO I decided to just tuck in under the cedars (This ridge top had that same grass strip with cedars bordering the hardwoods in the ravine) and just relax. I gave no thought to setting myself up with concealment or even watching my surroundings, I just sat and pulled out my phone...
Next thing I know, I turn my head to look at what I think sounds like a squirrel and boom, a turkey freaks out and launches into the air. It was probably 10 feet away. Not sure if it was a tom or a hen, but it flew down into the ravine that was north of me. I waited about 10 minutes and then moved along the edge of the ravine to approximately where I thought it might have landed and then set up under a tree hoping to call it in, but I never saw it again...
After a while I got up and worked my way west around the ravine to the south to around where I think I had heard that shot earlier. There was a nice little grassy area near the top of the ravine with a 10 acres picked cornfield that I thought could be a promising place to catch some turkeys.
I ended up walking back to the car and saw a hen out in the nesting grass which paints a picture to me that the turkeys were roosting in the ravines and then working west to come out into that grass, following the hens.
Back at the car, I decided to drive to a couple of the other parking areas to eyeball what might be available. Met a nice game warden and then I headed out to my parents in hopes of taking a nap.