Went out Monday and Tuesday. Here is a breakdown of the days.
Monday - Got up at 3:00AM grabbed my shit and headed out. The WMA I'm hunting is about 40 minutes from me so I ended up getting all my gear on and walking down the trailhead a few minutes after 4:00AM. I have an area picked out but decide to take a different trail just to see if it will put me a little closer to where I want to be instead of all the bushwhacking I'd have to do. It did not, it put me in someone's back yard..... right as I'm hightailing it out of there I hear two owl calls going off back and forth to each other. One on both sides of me and not very far at all. So, it's time for some trail running away from these dudes. I end up getting to a spot that is in the area I want and don't hear those guys calling anymore. It's a bit after 5:00AM and I'm sitting there thinking it's a great spot. Now, to get here I had to do some bushwhacking so I wasn't exactly sure where I was until I got to sit down. I assumed I was close to a trail...but then realized that I'm sitting 5 feet from the trail as it starts to get light out and I can actually see now. Welp, let's move one more time. I get over a ridge and a good bit away from the trail. I then finally settle in, without my inflatable seat because I left it back at the trail apparently. After being set up for a while I start calling but don't hear anything, until I do. I hear a gobble off in the distance. I call again about 10-15 minutes later and a minute after I hear them again but they are closer. This goes on for about a half hour until I realize that he went totally by and behind me and was off to God knows where. I spent the rest of the morning calling but had no luck. Went back and found my seat at least on the way out. I also mapped the trail on my GPS so I had a better idea of where it went at least.
Tuesday - Same routine and got out on the trail at 4:00AM, but I walked maybe 10 feet and see a greyish white flash in my headlamp's light and a set of eyes staring at me. Then I realize there are 4 sets of eyes staring at me. 4 coyotes are sitting there staring at me from a distance of about 10 yards. I tell them they better get moving but they just sit there and stare, so I take a picture of them (see attached). Figured if I was going to get eaten might as well try to show people who it was. I slowly walk away from them keeping a light shining at them until I can't see them anymore. I kept checking for them but after a while it was apparent they weren't interested in a taste of me. Finally got to where I wanted to be and set up. It was raining, I was soaked both inside and out, but by God I was going to catch Lt. North (had to be a military bird because he flanked me from the North) on his way out this morning. Didn't hear a single damn gobble all day. Ended up doing some more trail mapping in sections I had never been before as I was moving around using a locator trying to drum something up.
A few things I learned/think now.
- Don't follow new trails the day of your hunt, even if it's a small property and they are seem to be going to where you want to be. Don't take shortcuts just go the way you know.
- 1 Coyote does not bother me. 4 Coyotes make me glad I took a tactical shotgun class lately and know how to run my Mossberg, bring it boys. Ok, honestly, they scared me pretty good. I was not expecting to see them at the trailhead and 4 of them at that. Also, seriously, why did I take my phone out to take a picture of this?
- My inflatable seat cushion sucks and I move to much because my ass falls asleep. I ordered a proper turkey vest and a small ground blind to cover my legs.
- My mouth calling isn't as good as I thought it was, need to practice more. My shitty slate seemed to work opening day but was useless in the rain, ordered a waterproof striker and a newer higher pitched pot so I don't sound like everyone else.
- Spoke with a buddy in NH who got a bird. He said he was lucky because he called in a hen and the Tom was following. He didn't here a single gobble all morning and then found a group of 8 Toms and Jakes later on. Wondering if it's still a bit too early in the breeding cycle?
- Can't decide if I'm going back after Lt. North or if I'm going to hit a new property since I'm going out again next Tuesday (3/7)
- Monday was the first time I ever heard a gobble in the woods, this is my second year Turkey hunting (2nd day Turkey hunting) and I have no idea what I'm doing, but those few gobbles have me hooked.
- Found rust on my shotgun the next morning after sitting the rain all day. Thought I had dried it off enough but guess not. Might be getting it cerakoted after this season. Especially as I'd like to hunt Duck at some point.
- Even though I suck, I have a friend that is interested in going so I'm planning on taking him some Saturday just to get his feet wet in the woods. Is it a bad idea for someone such as a novice as myself to take another novice? Or is it just good to get people out?
On a side note, if anyone gets a bird and wants to take a rookie (Mid 30's rookie that is) with them another time send me a PM.