COVID19
Back In the Saddle
There is something to be said for being driven, to be able to harness that energy to overcome circumstances, to bounce back from near death which I can authentically speak to now after a near-fatal Covid event. The passion of being in the turkey woods shares this drive with many other pursuits and you can translate this into whichever it may be for you, from your own source of inspired living. This in no way lessens the importance of God, family, country, and the love and care of your friends.
I won’t go into much detail about this past late summer/early fall brush with death, but in a nutshell; I was hit hard with Covid-19, delta variant, given a 10% chance of surviving, spent 40 days in four hospitals, 18 of which was sedated in an induced coma. As I write this, I am still actively recovering.
I missed the entire fall turkey season as it was not at all feasible at the time. It was a concentrated effort and succession of small milestones that led to sitting in a blind for deer season, not 80 yards from my home. We live in the woods, so it’s actually a viable choice. I can tell you that I was beyond thrilled to be able to do that much. By the end of deer season, I was able to take an ATV to a favorite sit, although I am far more into hunting all the way in and hunt all the way-out mentality. What walking I could do was on a treadmill in a controlled setting or along the country roads carrying a portable O2 tank.
Fast forward to spring recovery planning, and I would continue to increase walking, and see slow but consistent improvements. There is a blessing in going through such circumstances and coming out the end of it as a survivor. Seeing the ones you love, and friends you sorely miss are the most obvious things to be so grateful for. As I walked to my appointed listening spot under a starlit Texas sky, I took in all its splendor, so grateful to be able to slowly walk a mile and a half in without toting an oxygen tank or covering the distance with a walker. I enjoyed every step of that old dirt road.
To those that know me for many years, I prefer to take the game to the gobblers I chase. Not one to just hang out in a blind along a field. Sometimes it is the right strategy. As a ridge hunter, as my preferred terrain, I see a four-hundred-foot elevation change as a matter of time to cover the climb and the distance, not if I’ll go after a gobbling bird. I remain of a similar perspective, just much slower until I drop weight and put back some of that spring in my step.
Each of the three days hunting in Eden, Texas, I put in four to five miles a day of walking and carrying my loaded turkey vest and firearm. Walking on a treadmill is one thing, out in the field it is a bit more effort. On the second day, I had to walk a small hill for the first mile and finished the last half a mile downhill. Once again, a beautiful still morning and you could hear forever. I could hear a bird gobble as I crested the hill and heard him several more times as I descended to the river bottom flat that I was looking to get to. The hunt was a memorable one, rather productive as it resulted in calling in 19 hens with 5 strutting gobblers. Two gobblers came back with me. Beautiful morning and I continued to enjoy the remaining hunts at the ranch. The ranch had a variety of wildlife, and we would enjoy seeing the periodic visits throughout each day.
For those of you recovering from Covid or the exhaustive list of other life-changing ailments, I implore you to do what you can to get outside, to get back to what moves you, what drives you each day. It is hard at times; it is downright depressing when it doesn’t go as planned or fast enough to suit your expectations. Those are often temporary setbacks and change for the better is inevitable if you can embrace a positive outlook. You owe it to yourself and your loved ones. If this old grumpy turkey hunter can do it, there is hope. If you are a believer, the power of prayer is a powerful thing, for those that do not, embrace the energy of goodwill on your behalf. I do wish each of you recovering the best in your journey.
We are back in the saddle! Just riding a bit more tame and gentler horse.
-MJ
© 2022 Mike Joyner- Joyner Outdoor Media
NYSDEC Proposed Changes to NY Wild Turkey Hunting Regulations
Two new regulation changes are being proposed to the landscape of wild turkey hunting regulations. In a nutshell, they are looking to include shot sizes as small as #9’s and add a spring turkey season to Suffolk County on Long Island. As always, your opinion only makes an impactful difference if you voice it directly to those crafting legislation and regulations.
I’ll state this bluntly- Responding in those never-ending echo chambers is a fool’s errand. Pause the back and forth chatter on social media and take a few minutes of your time to voice your support or opposition to proposed regulations. Public comment on these regulatory proposals runs through June 5, 2022.
Send your comments by email to wildliferegs@dec.ny.gov with “Proposed Turkey Regulations” in the subject line or mail to: Joshua Stiller, NYSDEC, 625 Broadway, Albany, NY 12233-4754.
https://www.dec.ny.gov/press/125107.html
As to the #9 shot, you get my thumbs up as long as it stipulates heavier/more dense than lead. As I read the regulation change, it does not. Hevi Shot and TSS loads are a huge upgrade to smaller than 12 gauge bores and with the right choke, deliver an ethical ballistic solution when reviewing comparative observation of expected pattern/energy on target. If proposed regulations opt only for TSS shot, it can be argued reasonably as it is yet heavier and denser than Hevi-13. I would recommend #9 shot in TSS for .410 shotguns as an optimal choice. My opinion however does not support or suggest the longer ranges that some promote.
Suffolk County has plenty of turkeys, and suitable habitats to hunt them. The downside is the access as much of it is private holdings. To those that have hunted and fished on Long Island, it is abundant in opportunities, but it is different. There are folks that are not opposed to hunting but do not want to see it directly. Discretion and sportsmen’s best behavior in these settings would be essential to the success of opening a season there. Much of the public access in Suffolk County is multi-use and well-used and you can be assured that those groups will voice their opinions without reservation.
You can find info on public grounds at https://www.dec.ny.gov/outdoor/40399.html
The following is the currently proposed text:
6 NYCRR 1.40(c)(2) is amended as follows:
(2) Spring. A permittee may hunt wild turkey only during those open seasons and in
those wildlife management units (as described in section 4.1 of this Title) listed below.
Open season Wildlife management units
Closed 1A[, 1C] and 2A
May 1st to May 31st Rest of the State
6 NYCRR 1.40(d)(2) is amended as follows:
(2) Spring. A permittee may take:
(i) two bearded turkeys during the spring season as defined in paragraph (c)(2) of
this section; however
(ii) no more than one bearded turkey per day; and
(iii) no more than one bearded turkey in WMU 1C
6 NYCRR 1.40(f)(3) is amended as follows:
(3) A permittee may hunt turkey with a shotgun or handgun loaded with shot no larger
than number 2 and no smaller than number [8]9.
-MJ
© 2022 Mike Joyner- Joyner Outdoor Media
My Valentine is a Turkey Hunter
With the holiday of love and romance close at hand, I thought it appropriate to cover once again such a timely topic. Having returned to be among the living this past fall, each holiday, anniversary, and recognized celebration is a gift, not to be taken for granted, and Valentine’s is certainly worth such recognition. It is also a great topic, a reminder to up your game for pre-season spousal approval units. My favorite topic of course is anything and all things related to turkey hunting, with deer hunting a close second. How turkey hunting relates to Valentine’s Day is easily revealed as I reminisce about my own experiences over the past twenty five years
This year like many couples, Lee and I will celebrate the holiday with a special dinner at home. We live in a modern log home in a picturesque setting in the woods. It is a serene and private setting that lends itself to unwind from long days at work. Lee is a fabulous cook, and I can manage if I set my mind to it. Maybe we’ll cook together, or I create something worthy of the occasion. We’ll most likely open a nice bottle of wine to complement the meal.
As I think about it, this Valentine’s Day as those in the past is more akin to other days in the year. Hunting seasons as they come and go, are more days together than days apart. Much like Valentine’s Day, we celebrate and enjoy the time together, especially on opening days. Those opening days are always great experiences even though sometimes we return home with tags still in our pockets. When we first met back in 1997, Lee was not a hunter, nor all that interested in it. Over time, my passion for time spent in the turkey woods piqued her interest. The following year, Lee accompanied me on several hunts and came to learn what I enjoyed so much of my time spent there. Although I have been successful as my memories, serve me, the stories I am so fond to recall, I generally fill my tags each season. It is not the singular focus of the taking of game. It is one of the outcomes we expect from skillful strategy and accurate shooting. I am happy that I was able to convey that to her. Over time, she has become a passionate hunter in her own right.
I would submit to you to share your time in the woods with family, loved ones, and especially your spouses. There is much to be shared and learned in the forests and fields. The only downside I have yet to find is that your hunting budget might double, but I would suggest that is money well spent. I am a fortunate man to be able to share so many days that are much like Valentine’s Day or from another perspective to have Valentine’s Day be much like most other days of the year.
-MJ
© 2022 Mike Joyner- Joyner Outdoor Media
Rules to Live by for a Turkey Hunter
Never return to a place without the host that you were invited to as a guest.
Always be a graceful and grateful guest
Never leave a sit or a blind without a gun “just to take look, answer a call of nature.”
Always be observant and alert, as the action can change instantly.
Never stalk a turkey sound, shoot at sounds, or movement in the brush.
Always be 110% sure of your quarry. Always be safe in the turkey woods.
Never be late on an invite. Bring extra coffee and appropriate rations of Little Debbie’s.
Always arrive early at your hunting grounds. Have a plan B and C. Come back later after they leave.
Never knowingly intrude on another hunter’s setup.
Always first assume that turkey calls may be another hunter.
Never argue with an uncivil jackass in the turkey woods. You’re not the “Ass whisperer”
Always be the better person as the turkey woods are too magnificent not to enjoy.
Never think you are invisible. The best camo in the world is rendered useless by “can’t sit still.”
Always be still, Always be patient.
Never ask someone how many gobblers they kill.
Always, if asked, lie like a fisherman.
Never run turkey calls like you would hawking products at a sports show
Always use turkey calls as a tool in your hunting strategy
Never compromise your ethics or safety in your methods and actions.
Always respect your fellow hunters. You never know when you may need them.
Never be in a hurry in the turkey woods, There is far too much to enjoy,
Always slow it down a bit, it is not a race. Run and gun doesn’t always work.
Never rush a shot. Identify, acquire, clear foreground/background, and then squeeze.
Always get your head down on the stock. Make it count.
-MJ
© 2022 Mike Joyner- Joyner Outdoor Media
A Cure For What Ails Us
With all the modern efficiencies of time management, conveniences, bigger, better, faster… We might agree that we are worn out with the collective demands of our time, and the new-fangled ways to get there much faster. As we are engaged in the holiday weekend of family gatherings, indulgent meals, and most importantly- what we are thankful for, might we take a few moments to reflect on what we might have missed in our highly efficient lives?
It is good advice from well-learned experience that a time out to stroll through, take a seat from great vantage points in the great turkey woods is food for our souls. It is well within keeping of the Thanksgiving Holiday and a best practice for all the seasons. Personally, it is grounding for me to visit these places where deer and turkey roam, a place of refuge to gather thoughts and renew my perspective. I believe you’ll find it to be of similar benefit. To improve on such advice, bring along your loved ones, your children, a friend. Let them learn to cherish these special places, to find refuge there, and come to love the wild places we as hunters so revere.
-MJ
© 2021 Mike Joyner- Joyner Outdoor Media
Turkey Hunters Shot in Two Separate Events
Two unfortunate events that were being tracked have been reported by reliable sources. This brings the 2021 Spring turkey season up to nine hunters and one hiker shot. More details on prior reported incidents: http://www.turkey-talk.com/tblog/?p=2008 http://www.turkey-talk.com/tblog/?p=2051
It should be noted that the first incident reported below is single sourced from a local town police department facebook page. No search conducted thus far show the event picked up by local/regional/state/national news outlets. The second incident appeared in two legitimate news sources. Should you come across additional relevant sources and would like to share, send an email to mjoyner@joyneroutdoormedia.com It is also important to note that several anti-hunting blogs that I come across also scan and search the internet for any fodder that supports their agenda to abolish hunting. It is an observation that they search daily as coverage of hunting mishaps often appear there before showing up in resources I routinely use. I will have commentary on that in a future post.
It is initially reported that a male hunter was shot in the face in Sterling State Forest Park. Tuxedo Police Detective Stefan Christian’s initial investigation also reports that a second hunter was also shot in the leg, by a hunting partner. The incident is being further investigated by NYSDEC Police. https://www.facebook.com/TuxedoPolice/posts/1652794211776262
Chad Steven Henneman, 45, from Las Cruces, New Mexico died on April 25, 2021, while turkey hunting with friends in the Lincoln National Forest. Henneman, along with his fiancée, Marcena Flynn, and a friend were hunting in the national forest near New Mexico Highway 37 when the incident occurred. The hunting trip was his time away of service as active-duty with Department of Homeland Security Customs and as a Border Protection agent. From Leah Romero @ Las Cruces Sun News- “According to documents released by the Lincoln County Sheriff’s Office June 21, Flynn said the couple returned to their truck while the other friend remained on a mountain to hunt, but Henneman reportedly started back toward his friend. Flynn heard a turkey gobble, followed soon after by a gunshot. She told authorities that when she walked back to the pair, Henneman was on the ground receiving chest compressions from the friend.” As of this post, there are no further details nor any charges have been filed…
Obituary: https://www.gazette-tribune.com/obituaries/chad-steven-henneman/81238/
We can do better as zero incidents is the only acceptable number by following the most basic safety protocols. Each time I go afield I know that I owe myself, each of you to clearly identify my target, what is in front and beyond the target, to be be safe, to employ strict and safe firearm handling. I also owe each of you to pause if anything is not quite right, or by chance what is in front of me is not 100% as it appears. Take the time to be 100% sure…
I will update as more details are published. We continue to pray for those injured, that have succumbed to their injuries and for their families. May they heal well Godspeed.
-MJ
© 2021 Mike Joyner- Joyner Outdoor Media
Turkey Hunting Viral Neurosis
With several weeks of reprieve, most of us should now be on the mend! I dare say most of us that spend more than a weekend or two chasing pea brain sized fowl suffer some level of this viral affliction. Like many of you, I can pin point with military GPS precision when, where, and how the infection took hold. On a very cold late deer season hunt in December 1992, I became witness to a flock of gobblers being busted off the roost by incoming deer hunters below the property I was hunting. Hunting at the edge of a very large bowl on a pristine and very quiet morning, at day break, I was blown away by the voracious gobbling that ensued from the break. As it echoed out through the bowl below my position, it was larger than life and in an instant I was infected, mesmerized beyond recovery…
Each season we willing violate most tenets of healthy living with the exception of daily moderate exercise. Caffeine consumption increases dramatically. Nominal six to eight hour sleep reduces to three or four hours on a good night. The consumption of Debbie’s Oatmeal Cream Pies is enough to propel the company to have their best months of sales from March thru May. Damn fool for not buying their stock years ago. I will put it out there that we give fishermen a run for their money in boosting the local economy at the small town diners, bars, and last but not least for the consumption of gas station food.
As a member of the infamous Tenth Legion, I pamper my affliction with no intention of ever being cured of it. As I age, I may slow in my movements, fight the girth that aims to overtake my idea of how long it takes to go from point ‘A’ to point ‘B’. Yet, I’ll get there come hell or high water. We are all familiar with the quote by author Tom Kelly that captures the adrenaline, the beating of our hearts so loudly the gobbler should hear it. My experience of that peaks just before the gobbler appears. Once in sight my response is more absolute with checklists of shot mechanics. I fully agree that the day that ceases to happen, I will have concluded my time in the turkey woods. May that be well past my final days.
As our neurosis peaks each spring, and fall I wish each of my brethren in solidarity, and in common ailment a recuperative summer, and that your best scheming and planning come to fruition in your obligations to return to the turkey woods next season.
MJ
© 2021 Mike Joyner- Joyner Outdoor Media
TSS, Reaping, Fanning VS Fishing with Dynamite
With the evolution of turkey hunting being as it is, one can draw many parallels to the human trait of wanting the next best mouse trap, the ultimate state of the art product, 100% guaranteed success method, and so on. The turkey hunting industry and the associated marketing of products thrives on this observation as it does for deer hunting and fishing. I’ll throw out the opinion that marketing methods are implemented equally, but I’ll temper that with what I’d expect will be strong opinions from the peanut gallery of each time honored pursuit and it’s enthusiastic participants.
With advancements in methods, product offerings we get a barrage of marketing campaigns, and the bible speak absolutes of hunters from the entire spectrum of abilities and experience levels. It is damn near impossible not to get caught up in it to some level. My weakness would be new calls and without naming names I would like my money back for my dog whistle and damn glad I got to hear the carbonator call in the hands of the maker first while I scoured the countryside trying to buy one. I digress…
Nearly thirty years since I tagged my first gobbler on my very first hunt, I can with the utmost humility claim that it was possible due to the fact I managed to find the most absolute dumbest gobbler in all of upstate NY on that fateful day. Despite walking in as it was getting light out, far too much movement, far too much noise, pulled out and overcalled with every call I had in my overstuffed vest, yet managed to shoot a kamikaze gobbler at sixteen paces that was roosted sixty yards in front of me. Never should have come together as it did whether you are of amateur or professional opinion. This is a stake in the ground to illustrate that any and especially poor methods on the right day, with the dumbest bird can get it done. As each season passed I learned, and more importantly learned not to continue with some foolishness I got lucky with.
With the popularity of hunting shows, and a golden age of turkey chasing that followed the explosion of turkey populations, the demand for instant results drives the market and attitudes of modern day turkey hunters. With the likes of Hevishot, TSS, came the “wisdom” of longer shots, smaller gauges. One can find prostaff on TV shows proclaiming 80-100 yard smack downs while sitting on big open fields, even out through a set of woods. Facebook experts claiming 60 yard shots with 410’s and recommend it to anyone willing to listen.
As a rep for hevishot for a number of years I came across many dedicated hunters that had hours of bench time honing their turkey rigs for the most consistent and tight patterns for every shotgun they owned. I have little doubt of the capability of the setups, and the perforated patterning targets backed up their claimed efforts. Yet most them were about massive knock down performance, not longer shots. I walked away from the gig when the campaign for 75+ yards came out. It was the wrong direction for my sensibilities. The wrong direction for having a turkey up close and nearly in your lap. I was in it to hunt turkeys. Not interested in gathering, sniping them. As I don’t fish with dynamite as a declaration behind this line of thinking, I was not about to go more overkill with TSS to pay $10 a shell at forty yards, when I thought hevishot was a bit much for the task as well. There is enough that can go wrong at forty yards, and having margin to cover range estimation error is reassuring, but that is as far as I’ll buy into it. As a clarification, I do like smaller gauge shotguns becoming more capable at the same close and personal distances as it makes for a good solution for those that can’t take the recoil of stout 12 or 10 gauge rounds.
I have written on reaping and fanning in the past and won’t dwell much on it here. If interested you can read them by clicking the links: reaping update to the original post. If your best setups, best calling, and best tried and true strategies leave you to wanting to dress up as the target of interest, then the term “turkey gathering” is a more accurate label for your activity. I’ll take sitting at an big old maple with a small rise thirty yards out between me and a gobbler all morning long.
While the push back is to label us old school turkey hunters as “boomers,” “elitists,” etc. it sidesteps the entire experience that made turkey hunting the glorious pursuit that is has been for generations. The sport of it is to fool the gobbler to forgo his defenses, have a great setup where he marchs in to appear well within a range that you can use an old shotgun with low brass 6’s to handedly get the job done. The art of woodsmanship, the collection of scouting details all make it routine and a consistent recipe for success. It does not guarantee it, but offers a sporting chance and a level playing field for the quarry at hand.
As turkey hunters do we need a tag filled on every trip afield, to be guaranteed that we would draw the equivalent to use dynamite to insure a legal limit of our catch?
MJ
© 2021
Mike Joyner- Joyner Outdoor Media
Turkey Hunter Ten Commandments
- Thou shalt have no other passions as thy days are in pursuit and tribute. Thy passions shall yield only to God, family, and service to thy country.
- Thou shalt not make unto thee any graven image, or any likeness of grouse, woodcock, pheasant, duck or goose. Thou shalt not bow down thyself to them.
- Thou shalt not take the name of thy God in vain. Thy turkey hunter shall seek forgiveness in the transgressions they shall commit while in pursuit.
- Remember thy opening day, keep it above others. Observe the Lord’s day above all others. Four moons shall pass shalt thou scout, labour, and do all thy work of honing thy skills.
- Honor thy mentors, thy farmers, all those in aid of thy quest.
- Thou shalt not maim nor wound. Thou shall be swift and merciful.
- Thou shalt not permit gobblers to commit adulterous acts in thy presence.
- Thou shalt not commit sins of trespass against another turkey hunter.
- Thou shalt not bear false witness against thy fellow hunter. It is honorable to aide in perpetuity a false tongue put forth by thee to preserve holy grounds, and secrets they may hold.
- Thou shalt not covet thy neighbor’s gobbler, thy neighbour’s property, thy neighbour’s shotgun, thy neighbour’s turkey dog, thy neighbour’s ass, nor any possession that thy neighbor uses to fill his trophy room…
MJ
© 2021
Mike Joyner- Joyner Outdoor Media
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