This past weekend, I participated in the National Wild Turkey Federation (NWTF) Duck Call Makers' Competition. This was my first time participating in this competition, and my third Call Makers' competition.
I really enjoyed the competition and the show even more. The calls were all auctioned off after the competition to new owners, with the proceeds going to the NWTF. This is a great competition and I'm glad I took part.
I did not place, however this was one of the largest contests for 'Working Calls' (not carved decorative calls) ever held. Over 47 call makers participated, and the competition was definitely tough!
Below are my two entries. Both include African blackwood with brass bands and orbits. One is made with dyed and stabilized maple burl. The other is made with black and white ebony. Both have a gloss CA finish and single reed, o-ring construction. Both are definitely runners!
Tuesday, February 21, 2017
Saturday, February 11, 2017
Last day of the season.....
Last day of the season hit and I managed to get the 'hall pass' to get over to Arkansas one more time for one more day in the woods.
Dad and I planned to hit Bayou Meto with my brother-in-law for the 'all day' hunts that are allowed on the last 3 days of the year. I was hugely excited about this. Have never had the opportunity to do it before, so I was gunnin' to go.
It was definitely the adventure it promised to be. We did find the honey hole of honey holes. No I'm not tellin' where it is!
Unfortunately, we did not whack'em like we thought we would. Every time we got a great group circling, another hunting group up the slough would shoot. It would be enough to flare the birds off.
We ended up the day with nothing in our bag but a good bunch of stories!
Dad and I planned to hit Bayou Meto with my brother-in-law for the 'all day' hunts that are allowed on the last 3 days of the year. I was hugely excited about this. Have never had the opportunity to do it before, so I was gunnin' to go.
It was definitely the adventure it promised to be. We did find the honey hole of honey holes. No I'm not tellin' where it is!
Unfortunately, we did not whack'em like we thought we would. Every time we got a great group circling, another hunting group up the slough would shoot. It would be enough to flare the birds off.
We ended up the day with nothing in our bag but a good bunch of stories!
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