I don’t know what to say, there is no encore here.
Melissa Jones Blair knocked it out of the park when she wrote last week’s Struttin’ Time. I want her to know that she did great, and I thank her for hunting with me and, of course, for writing Struttin’ Time in my absence.
My Kansas was a bittersweet hunt. I took a nice Rio on my first evening, but on our second day we got slammed. Gary Harper, my hunting buddy for this trip, got himself a nice long-beard on the first morning. It was his third turkey of this season. As of right now, that is the same amount I have killed, but to this point, I haven’t been able to get one in gun range for Melissa, and time is running out.
Anyway, Gary had been running and gunning and took his brand new, never been used before “Double Bull Blind” — which cost $500, by the way — with him. In Kansas, running and gunning with a 30-pound blind is not too hard of a task. The land is for the most part flat. I just cannot do it. Once I set up (unless I find that I messed up by setting up there) I stay.
Gary, not accustomed to hunting in Kansas and never thinking about the terrible winds that come up in a heartbeat, didn’t stake his blind down. In Kansas I double-stake and tie my blind to anything that looks to me like it has been there for a while. I use a Cabela’s 360 blind. Although they cost less than $200, I don’t want it to end up in Nebraska and maybe me still in it.
So Gary was using his blind to run and gun. He just popped it up and used it to hide in. On the second day, we got hit with 60-mile-an-hour straight line winds. With Gary’s blind not being staked down, it may now be in South Dakota. We had to leave in a hurry, or join his blind.
I hope this story teaches you a lesson. Take the time to stake your blind down, wherever you are hunting.