What does my passion look like? I try to remember to ask the important questions; Did you hear anything? Did you see anything? How long did you wait for the bird to come in? Did you have to walk very far from place to place? Did you get any water in your boots?
And, I try to be interested in the stories. Anyone that knows a hunter knows about the stories. For example, 'we were on a turkey and then 3 hens, I mean 6 hens, showed up...' or 'we sat our there for 6 hours and heard nothing, not a pigeon, and then, all of the sudden...' It is entertaining. Or endearing.
Anyway, since he's not here to tell any of the stories himself, I'll share a few of his pictures.
By early, I mean in time to be in the field before sunrise. It's a little bit crazy. Wild turkeys sleep in the trees so hunters ideally need to be out there before they fly down. I will admit, there's something amazing about being in the woods as all the creatures start to wake and hoot and heckle.
The tom in this last picture was shot by a friend of my husband.
Hopefully, I'll have more to share later in the season. In the meantime, I'll be sleeping in.