Well after a long winter spent mostly skiing Windham and ending in University Hospital in Salt Lake City for Marian (broken hip skiing), we're back at the farm to hunt opening day for spring turkey.  MAN I LOVE THIS PLACE.  I've been scouting birds for the previous few weekends and have decided on what appear to be our best locations for our turkey blinds.  Now that Jake has graduated it's been great to have someone with me to help with the work.  Kellen is also available on certain weekend days depending upon his RA responsibilities.

From what I had observed, the birds appeared to be roosting in two locations.  The main flock over-nights in the hardwoods, high above the southeast ridge, possibly on Little Mountain.  In the morning they work their way down the ridge into the upper pasture in search of seeds and bugs.  They take a consistent route down the ridge that we have dubbed the Turkey Turnpike.  It's amazing to watch, single file they walk down.  I have counted as many as 32 birds at one time.  Early on, Jake had decided he wanted to locate a blind in this general vicinity just based on the topography of the land.  After discussing my scouting observations we set up a natural "brush" blind right along side the Turnpike.  This would be Jake's location.

After coming down Turkey Turnpike, the birds would work their way over to the northeast border of the upper pasture's lower fork.  Here they would spend over an hour hunting food, sometimes actually hiding their heads under a wing and taking what appeared to be a nap!!!  So naturally this presented another good location to set up a blind.  We used a Primos 3D, 360 degree visibility, 2 man tent blind.  We drove fence posts on the corner locations and anchored the blind with heavy-duty zip ties to the steel posts.  Despite the heavy winds that blow across the pastures, the blind was stable.  Ben and I would hunt from here.

The third location would pick up the birds roosting in the southwestern pine trees.  A smaller bunch than the hardwoods group, they were ruled by what looked like our biggest tom.  The field that they frequented was smaller and obscured by briars and hedgerows.  Narrow shooting solutions to be sure, but the payoff could be that big tom.  We looked things over and Kellen decided to set-up under a thorn tree offering full coverage of the feeding field and the area that "Tom Solo" liked to do his strutting.  We branched him in with some added camo burlap just for good measure.