2010-06-30 / Sports

Struttin’ Time

How to stay busy between seasons
By STEVE BREWER

What does an old hunter do between hunting seasons? Sit and grieve.

We all know that from spring squirrel season, which is in June, till the third Saturday in August, is a lifetime. You can’t even get out and scout.

On August 21, squirrel season opens, followed on September 4 with archery season. That is when we can hunt deer and turkey again.

Keep in mind the same corn you put out to attract deer is the same corn that will get you into trouble with the Commonwealth if you are caught hunting turkey over it, so plan your hunt well. Also keep in mind that turkeys are molting that time of year, and their fans are not of trophy quality.

I have found a way to keep myself busy — visit old friends. This week I will tell you about one of the finest fellows I know.

I stopped by the other day and had a chat with my friend, Greg Bentley of Payne Gap. Greg lives there with his lovely wife, Lynn. Both are hardworking people, who do much for our county.

Greg belongs to the Shriners, the Masons, the Jenkins Committee, and Kids Day Committee, and has done the hayride for Kids Day for four years. But I stopped by to share stories of his hunts, and his are impressive.

Greg finds time not only to run a business and help the county committees, but is also an avid hunter. I stood in awe looking at his trophies. He has mounts that would score in the high 150’s, but the nature of Greg won’t let him brag or try to sell his story to some hunting magazine.

Although my friend is a little short on the amount of turkeys he has killed, the amount of trophy whitetail would set any hunters dreams in high gear. Greg has killed over 40 deer, and get this, all but a handful have come from Letcher County. Would you have ever thought we could be in the record books of trophy deer just 30 years ago?

As I visited with Greg and listened to his stories, it was like I was there with him. The few deer he hasn’t killed in Letcher County were killed on the Big Walker Mountain, a range that runs from Marion to Wytheville in Virginia.

Greg also is the owner of the largest hornets’ nest I have ever seen. Lynn will have to tell that story as she is the one that found it, full of bees no less.

In the meantime, stop by and say hello to Greg. He will have lots of stories to tell, something cold to drink, and a room full of trophies to show.

Next week I will be telling some stories of one of my oldest friends, Terry Adams, that will be worth the price of admission.

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