As the 2020 Spring Turkey season comes to a close, I look back thankful that I was able to spend the last hunts of the season up at camp over Memorial Day. Myself, Rob and Robert as well as all of our family (and extended family) headed to camp for the long weekend. Both Rob and I took off work on Friday, so we headed up early Thursday evening with plans to head into the woods Friday morning. When the 4:30 AM alarm went off, I realized it was just as painful as the early morning a few weeks earlier. However, those 4:30 AM alarms are still a lot easier…

Well, this past weekend was my first PA Spring Gobbler Opener in a long time, and it was an interesting one. Rob, Robert, Cole and I woke up around 4:30 at camp Saturday and ate a quick breakfast before heading to the Government Road before daybreak. We started down the road, and what we found was quite surprising. There was a truck (or multiple) at every single pull-off. I am talking more trucks than the first day of deer season…Like way more. Uncle Rob had multiple locations in mind to call and listen for gobbles, but all of them were taken. Literally, the only available parking spot happened to be…

Up at 4am, open the door to a thick fog at 4:20.  Arrive at hunting spot at 5:05 – supposed to meet Chet at 5:15. Stand in the fog drinking coffee until 5:19 – Shuler’s late. Think of calling him, but he arrives immediately after.  Chet had been here the day before for the youth season and heard a bird just off the north property line of the farm we have permission to hunt. Plan is to head there and hope we can call the bird to us – assuming he is roosted in the same spot. At first light, hear a gobbler off to the southeast. Waiting to hear the bird to…

Woke up and rolled over to check time.  4:30 am.  Right on time.  Rolled out of bed and gathered gear, grabbed a cup of coffee and headed to the truck only to be greeted by high winds and drizzle.  Not exactly great hunting weather.  Since I was already up, I headed out anyways, contemplating just heading in to work but figured you can’t shoot turkeys at work (at least I think there is something preventing that in the Policies and Procedures Manual).  Arrive at destination and see no other trucks-guess no one else is dumb enough to head out.  After sitting in truck for a few minutes I decide to…