12poundbass

No citations leaves me scratching my head

@gulfcaptain explained in more detail what I was getting at. Going back to what Ike said, he used the word developing. If you catch 2-3 fish in one spot and can’t replicate that in another area doing the same thing then chances are you got lucky. All is not lost though. I still take that information from those couple of lucky fish and tweak the presentation (color, size, speed) and see what happens. If it produces you’re on to something, if it doesn’t then I’m probably back to square one.

I’ve been dealing with it for a lonnnnnng time. Some days are worse than others. I always have to have a fan going in order to go to sleep, otherwise I’d lose my mind. Like I said, I dealt with it for a long long time but I’m only 39 so, am I in big trouble hearing wise or just chalk it up to older age? I know seeing an ENT would be best, but, is there anything you’ve done at home to deal with it? I know I have hearing loss over the years to the point where I can’t hear higher pitch voices in crowed areas.

I’m sure it wasn’t only Ike who said, “one fish is luck, two you’re developing a pattern”.

The owls thank you for beefing them up!

In my 39 years my dad has had 4 trucks that I can remember (I’m sure he had one before that). And of the 4 he currently owns two of them. He maintains them very well and drives them until he can’t no more. I’ve followed in his footsteps to an extent and that because I’ve been extremely fortunate to have had a company vehicle for 13 years. To put things in perspective, I’ve driven my paid for truck that has some ok and bad rust, 782 miles since October 2022. For me, I don’t want to pay cash for a newer truck and I sure as heck don’t want to make a payment on one that’s going to get less than 3000 miles in a year. Momma bear on the other hand, she has a just now two year old SUV. Same with my stepmom. My dad’s had four trucks. I can’t count how many my stepmom or wife has had. I’d probably puke! ?

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I was the controller of the traffic today! Some people were not happy and it felt good! ?

Pretty obtainable and simple. 1: Fish more (new job so that’s easy) 2: New green bass PB, currently sits at 5lb 4oz 3: Learn my electronics

The ones strutting around are easy pickings, grab them right by the legs. ?

Trip #3 The weather has stabilized and the sun decided to make an appearance late yesterday so we decided to head out. We get to our first spot, make some calls, nothing. We saw several tracks in the mud so they’re there. After about an hour and multiple calls with no return, we head across the road to our next spot. Along the way I found a nice opening inside the woods that looks like a great roosting spot with plenty of nice white pines and a landing pad for them. I’ll be close to that area come Saturday morning. We get to spot number two, same deal, plenty of calling with no response. We called it a night. Of course after I get home the land owner texts me saying he was out doing chicken chores and heard gobbling across the road! ? I’ve never had much luck hunting turkeys at night. They’re spread out, hard to find, and don’t communicate as much. I’ve only managed one evening turkey over the years, which turned out to be my biggest ever and won me a 12ga turkey gun so there’s that! ?

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The only good thing about this cold and wind is it’s slowing down their desire to make babies, so they’re not henned up yet. This coming weekend looks promising though weather wise.

Turkeys didn’t cooperate yesterday, glad to see the smallies did! Nice work.

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https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTRTHu9sQ/ Round two. Round one got some good laughs on here. I know it’s not a photo, my apologies in advance. ?

Morning one: low to mid 40’s little to no wind hunting my friends 20 acre property. 6poundbass and I get out, we’re listening and listening, but hear nothing. We go from one edge of the woods to the other making calls with no answer. The geese were plentiful so we were hoping they would make the turkeys gobble. Nope! They finally left, we get back to the east edge of the property, make a couple calls, and finally get a response! He was on the neighbors property which we don’t have permission to hunt this year. We got a couple more responses but he was pretty far out there and couldn’t coax him in. We hung it up around 9 and decided to go for a drive. The evening was windy and rainy so we decided not to go out. Turns out, that decision was a good one because another friend bagged a good sized Tom that morning and said we could hunt his farm land. This gives us another 300 or so acres to hunt. He showed us around last night and we saw a couple hens around 7 pm by one of his blinds so we were confident they’d roost fairly close. Day two: 32 degrees, burr! Super quiet (except for the dang geese). Not a single peep from the turkeys in the roost. As soon as the sun came up the wind picked up! We sat for a while then decided to creep through the woods checking a couple fields with no luck. We didn’t see or hear any. I’m pretty sure with the below average cold, wind, and snow flurries this morning they weren’t in the mood to be cooperative. The two mornings of hunting so far we could’ve limited out on geese, ducks, deer, and sandhill cranes (if there were a season for them), but not turkeys. We have a month and a half so I’m confident 6poundbass will bag his first turkey by the end of May. Stay tuned!

There it is. Average and average winning weight are two different things. We’re on the same page now.

Congrats to him. He looks pumped!

Thunder chickens in the morning! 6poundbass’s first hunt! Fingers crossed. He’s been watching YouTube videos and has a pretty good jake gobble down. I have the raspy hen call down pat so hopefully the combo pays off.

Didn’t get me that bad. I went down, came back up, and went to first base. Back then there was no concussion protocol. I remember getting my bell rung playing hockey. I got laid right out! I skate back to the bench and went walking away from the bench. Seeing stars and bright lights, the coach asked what the year was and my name. I answered correctly and sat two shifts and back out. I remember it so I’d guess it wasn’t bad, but that hit was hard! DON’T SKATE WITH THE PUCK AND YOUR HEAD DOWN! No bueno! ?

Hey, if I of all people know about it….you need to get out more. ?

New job this week, new beer!

Welcome, from west Michigan.

Where we hunted in Nebraska was a 30,000 acre buffalo ranch. There was a difference in taste from the deer we harvested that ate alfalfa all the time and the deer that were in no man’s land and ate sage and whatever else they could find.