The Sportsman's Corner

After my son, Bob, tagged his big opening-day 2019 spring gobbler, he wanted to know if I wanted to keep hunting.

"Nope," I replied. "With this wind howling, I don't think that we'll hear another bird."

The following Monday, I heard a couple of gobblers hollering at dawn. However, they were across a deep hollow from me. When I was younger, I would have tried to relocate by crossing the gorge and then calling to them. However, at 69, I knew that I couldn't do that, so I went home for a nap before fishing for a while.

The next morning, I arrived at the other side of the hollow from another direc...