John's
Journal... Entry34 - Day 2
The
Bad Bird Bible Chapter 4, Verse 2- Preston Pittman
"Once I hunted a group of gobblers that lived in
a big bay swamp, about 1/8-mile wide and 2 miles long, in the DeSoto National
Forest in South Mississippi on public land where everyone hunted," Preston
Pittman, the creator of Preston Pittman Game Calls, a division of Highlanders
Sports in Huntsville, Alabama, and winner of many turkey-calling championships,
reported. "These turkeys roosted over water. This swamp only had a few
dry spots where these turkeys could hit the ground without getting their
feet wet. Each of these dry spots wasn't more than 10 or 12 feet long,
which meant I couldn't get to these turkeys without sinking in mud up
to my knees.
"These
birds had been hunted hard all season and called to from every side of
that swamp. But the turkeys also had learned that as long as they stayed
in that swamp nobody would come in there after them. I could sit on the
side of a hill and watch these gobblers fly from tree to tree in that
swamp. Ever now and then I'd see one of these gobblers pitch down into
the swamp. So I knew there had to be some dry ground in the swamp somewhere.
"Finally
one morning I eased into the swamp, moved the water moccasins out of the
way and found a small spot of dry ground, about 12 yards long and 6 yards
wide but with no place to take a stand. Since I had on hip waders, I stood
beside a tree in the water and began to call to the gobblers. I did a
fly-down cackle and gave some soft yelps. Soon I saw a gobbler coming
to me, hopping from tree to tree while looking for a hen on that dry spot
of ground. Those gobblers had learned not to fly out of the trees until
they actually spotted a hen. Because the gobbler came to me, jumping from
tree to tree, I wouldn't shoot him out of the tree.
"However, the second day I went in to hunt that gobbler,
I made another decision. This time when that longbeard came in to me,
jumping from tree to tree, I did shoot him out of the tree.
"Am
I ashamed of taking a gobbler out of a tree? Not at all. I called that
gobbler to me, he came to me through the trees just like he would come
to me on the ground, and that was the only way that turkey could be bagged.
If we'd had decoys back then, I'd probably have used a decoy. I know I
called that gobbler to me just as surely as if I'd called him on the ground.
I had no misgivings at all about shooting him out of the tree. Remember,
I didn't shoot him off the roost, I called him to me through the trees."
To learn more about hunting turkeys, go to Night Hawk's
homepage and click on hunting books.
For more information on Preston Pittman Calls, call
(800) 758-2346.
TOMORROW: THE BAD BIRD BIBLE CHAPTER 4, VERSE 3- PRESTON
PITTMAN
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