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Life Outside A Turkey Always Tells The Truth By Doug Humphreys If you’ve ever hunted, even
just once, you know that there is a moment in every hunt when an animal decides to offer itself to you . . . or not. The Native Americans be-
lieved that for a hunter to be successful he must first live a good life. It was the act of liv- ing well that led to a hunter’s success, not the act of hunting well. If you’ve ever hunted a tur-
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key, you know this legend to be true.
Every animal has evolved to
protect itself from predators. A deer will smell you. A moose will hear you. An antelope will see you. A mountain goat will simply climb to places you can’t
possibly go. But a turkey—he just knows
you’re there. His eyes and ears are much better than yours, but he doesn’t need them. A turkey will come to your calls, letting you think he’s not so smart. But then he will stop, just out of range, always just out of range—and he’ll judge you. This year I hunted these
judges of men pretty hard for a week. Three times in five days I called in a gobbler. I was cov- ered in camo and sat stone still . . . but three times the birds stopped just out of range like they always do. Three times, af- ter the birds sized me up, even though they couldn’t see or hear me, they walked away.
The third time I was snubbed
I knew the gig was up. I had hoped that the first time was a fluke and that the second was a coincidence. But the third time a gobbler walked away I knew that I’d been weighed and measured—and that I had been found wanting. I know turkeys well enough
to know that they know me even better. So when the tur- keys walk away from me, I put the shotgun and calls away, and take a long hard look in the mirror. It seems the older I get the
more difficult my problems are to solve, or even to understand. But those of us who hunt tur- keys must look inside ourselves
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