Surprises of nature often change routine hunting into lifetime memories.
Sometimes you smile, wondering why Kura Mallard exposed her anxious to birds and ground predators, marching them through a bare 300-jard field in mid-May. Another time you can only shake and vibrate, wondering how you are between protective elk king and her calf on the mountain trail in front of the first lithe. What leads us to my friend, Walt Larsen, Minnesotan, who hunts turkeys every spring in Iowa, Wisconsin and his family state.
Tales of When Predators attack … turkey lures
