Due to some other commitments, we got a late start to the farm this weekend. Glorious weather - cold nights and sunny days. Did some BBQ Saturday evening.
I was in the woods well before sunrise on Sunday. I heard a few gobbles but never really got anybody to talk to me. I came in at 9:00 for breakfast. I had forgotten to turn on my tracking app to trace my steps.
The redbuds are blooming but not at peak yet. No sign of dogwoods yet.
I set up a couple places but mostly just wondered around trying to get a Tom to talk back to me. That's my decoy out there.
After breakfast, I remembered the app. This was my route with pretty much the same result - heard gobbles but no action. Covered 2.26 miles with about 300 feet of elevation change.
The step count for the morning - both hunts. Interestingly 43 flights of stairs.
I saw a review in the WSJ for a book on hunting. Not sure if you will need a subscription to read this review.
WSJ Fair Chase Review
Just in case, here's the Amazon link.
Fair Chase on Amazon
Supposed to be sort of a historical look at attitudes about hunting. Turns out the author doesn't believe in it. I'm going to read it anyway.
Pear tree along driveway in full bloom.
One up at the orchard.
A few blooms on the sick old cherry.
The apples are just coming out. I think that everything is late this year.
A crabapple.
I've been told that the red fuzzy stems on this raspberry-like vine means that it is wineberry. They are non-native but taste great. Just like a red raspberry.
I'm going to have a lot of them based on this brier patch.
I'm pretty sure that these blue stemmed ones are blackberries. I find them to be extremely sour.
Redbuds not quite at peak.
I spent the afternoon on chores. I got more done with the bobcat than I have in the last two years, The cutting bar is a big improvement over the digging teeth,
I relocated and smoothed a couple of trails and I cleared some major downed maples across the one trail. I could spend a week in this machine on trail work.
We stayed thru the Monday morning hunt. It was a beautiful morning but the turkeys were absolutely silent.
I think that these are ferns emerging. I was looking for morels but didn't find any.
Broom sedge in the old pasture. The prairie plot hasn't begun to stir yet.
I did the soil sampling for the food plots.
A redbud that I transplanted years ago to our home in Mason. Just starting to emerge.
I heard a rumor that dogs attacked and killed a miniature horse not too far from the farm. I see free ranging dogs every week.
The survey crew on the way out after finishing the boundary marking. Three guys on an atv.
I did push lots of deer while turkey hunting.
Momma.
Young buck.
Ears back, squaring off.
Put'em up.
Albino or leucistic squirrel. Incidentally, for the first time all winter, I trapped a couple mice in the barn this week.
Only a couple coyotes this week but in daylight. This one looks big.
And a little guy.
And the turkey that eluded me.
Got up to 50 on Saturday - much warmer today.
With this warm weather, things will green up fast now.
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