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My turkey hunt at Premier Archery Outfitters

One of the true joys of being an Outdoor Connection franchise owner is getting to conduct inspection trips at new outfitters. There is something about getting to hunt or fish a “new” area; one that for my purposes has just been discovered.

Such a trip took place this past weekend as I was a guest of Mark Clifford’s Premier Archery Outfitters in Hopkinsville KY. Mark is a former successful auto dealer from Greeneville South Carolina who was bitten by the outfitting bug and the beautiful land of western Ky. His lodge and 8,000 acres are the product of a lot of hard work and thought. Many of Mark’s properties have not been hunted in over 5 years. Premier Archery Outfitters is located in Christian County, KY which is rapidly becoming one of the nations largest producers of Boone & Crockett whitetails. The eastern wild turkey population is also enormous.

Also in camp this weekend was a crew of Mark’s friends from South Carolina including the infamous Chuck Mulkey, host of the popular radio show Southern Woods & Waters. The weekend started with a driving speed scout of the property we would be hunting in the morning. In 2 fields, we saw 7 gobblers, 4 jakes, and countless hens. After a quick dinner, it was back to Premier and Chuck’s lodge. The lodge consists of a great room/kitchen, 3 double bedrooms, and 2 bathrooms. It is spacious, comfortable, and loaded with good deer mounts.

5:00 came early and we should have made it 4:30 as we were late getting in the fields the first morning. With the sky graying rapidly, I counted gobbling from 7 different gobblers in what seemed like 7 different directions. I don’t go on many hunts hearing that many birds and not seeing one but it happened to Mark and I. The birds were seriously henned up and Mark and I spent a fruitless morning moving from field to field trying to locate a gobbler. Bo and Jimmy from South Carolina were at the other end of the 2,000 acre property and they completed a nice double on 2 mature 10″ bearded toms.

On Sunday, we were met by rains that bordered on being torrential. Mark and I utilized a ground blind in an attempt to stay reasonably dry and to also protect our camera equipment. That morning, we watched 5 different long beards, 7 jakes, and countless hens mill around in the middle of this large wheat field. The birds were content to chase each other and shake the water off between showers as none paid attention to our calls. Oh well, if you’re not going to take a bird, it is fun to watch them.

Besides offering outstanding turkey hunting, Premier really specializes in whitetail deer hunts. As mentioned earlier, this part of Kentucky is becoming know as being one of the places in America where Boone & Crockett caliber whitetails can be harvested. Mark had several deer in the 150″ class taken in his 1st year of operation and has seen deer in the area in the 170″ range. In our turkey scouting, I saw whitetail tracks that were as large as any I ever saw in Saskatchewan. I believe this place is a sleeper but not for long. They offer archery, rifle, & muzzeloader hunts in Kentucky’s long seasons. Mark’s rates are reasonable and he enforces trophy limits of 130″ for archery and 140″ for rifles. Shoot less and get the wallet out!

If you want to know more about deer and turkey hunting opportunities at Premier Archery Outfitters and other fine properties like this, give me a shout at huntfishlive@gmail.com or call me at 615-604-0581.

Tight Lines & Struttin Toms,

Lou Hoop

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Little Jerry finally breaks the drought!

Well the old saying a blind hog finds an acorn strikes true as David “Little Jerry” Thoni struck pay dirt on his first ever Tennessee gobbler last Wednesday at Chuck Bean’s trophybasslake.

Standing with Little Jerry now known as “Turkey Tom” is the man himself, Chuck Bean. Chuck is know by many nicknames like 2 buck Chuck(for his uncanny lack of accuracy shooting at big bucks at my farm) but I have a new one for Chuck: The 30 minute turkey hunter. Its a good thing they called and took this bird inside 30 minutes or they would have been up the street at the market having a biscuit!
All kidding aside, I love seeing the look on David’s face here. He has promised more about his hunt in his own words. I’ll post it as soon as I receive.
Mike “9 toes” Huffines and I hunted together and while we did not kill a tom, we did have an an awesome experience. After reading the reviews and seeing the product at the NWTF show, I purchased 2 of The floozie turkey decoys this year. I have never been around a more lifelike decoy in all of my years of hunting. For more on the Floozie, go to their website:
www.thefloozie.net. Mike and I were set up on a woodline bordering a pasture when a hen approched the Floozie. She proceded to give the Floozie a piece of her mind for about 10 minutes. We were sitting 5 yards aways and she never saw us. After 10 minutes, another hen came running up and they than proceded to graze around the floozie, clucking and purring, the whole time. The floozie if full sized, light weight, easy to set up, and shines like the real bird. These decoys are the bomb and you’ll want one when you read the reviews on them.
Keys to this hunt: It happened inside 30 minutes because Chuck and I had hunted and roosted this bird several times. Scouting helped them know where exactly to set up without getting busted in some pretty thin woods on a full moon.
Until next time,
Tight Lines & Struttin Toms,
Lou Hoop

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Opening Day in South Carolina! Scott Schneider gets the deal done!

Dr. Scott Schneider, my good friend and veteran of the Ranger Creek turkey trip, sent me this article today about his first South Carolina gobbler:

And it was just as he said it would be…

Opening day, spring turkey season 2009. The local news called for heavy rain and my buddy seemed skeptical about the prospects. I didn’t even let him finish his thought. “Of course we’re going! That is why we have rain gear!” Fortunately, the heavens looked kindly upon us and the rain held off as we head out to our spots.

I had learned from the master and planned this day well. The week before, I had put my plan into action by creating a ground blind out of tree limbs and evergreen branches. He taught me well in Texas last year as I weaved stick after stick together. I had gone over this scenario in my mind countless times last deer season as I watched parade after parade of longbeards and scantily clad hens tease by me and my quiet bow. He told me to do my homework. “Find the birds and luck will be yours”, he said, “It is not the calling as much as the location”. Sounded like my realtor, but the advice was heard, absorbed and put into action. And today, it paid off!

I hadn’t been in my blind 25 minutes when a hen bounded down towards my decoy – a confident, yet suggestive looking hen – and began to harass her with a barrage of clucks and offensive gestures. Then, as I peered up the plot to my left, Big Daddy came over the horizon at 80 plus yards the way Brad Pitt confidently appeared on the sand dunes in the movie Troy. I was jazzed! I raised my gun into ready position and hunkered down as the tom moved closer and closer. At 50 yards, however, his advance was interrupted by two horny jakes who scurried over to my decoy and strutted their stuff. With crackling teenage voices they attempted to gobble their way into the heart of my decoy, but she would have nothing of it. She just stood there motionless as did I, save for my fibrillating heart. Eventually, another hen filled out the foursome only 15 yards away from me and then they all walked back up the plot and out of view.

“Oh crap, what do I do now?” I thought, but I was so totally pumped by what I had just seen that I really didn’t care what happened next. So, I put in my mouth call and let out a few yelps and then shut the hell up. “Talking too much to anybody is no good”, he would say. And sure enough, not a moment later up, over the horizon, the tom returned to the scene. With the pomp and circumstance of a gubernatorial candidate, he strutted his way down towards my plastic princess. He stopped 12 yards from me and 10 yards from her and gobbled like the stud he was – but I needed him to take two more steps towards her for an open shot. I stopped breathing. “You need to be patient”, he had always told me.

In an instant, he tucked and turned from my decoy as if sensing she was used goods and walked to my left, temporarily moving behind a pine tree. I lowered my gun and moved it over to my left and when he stepped out I fired and dropped him cold. My first turkey in SC in five years of hunting there!!

“He would be proud of his student”, I thought as I tapped out a message to Lou on my cell phone. He had taught me well.

Great job Scott!

Until next time,

Tight lines & Struttin Toms,

Lou Hoop

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