Springtime at the REZ

Our 15-year-old had missed two good-sized gobblers earlier in the season. With our busy schedule, he only had one last chance to get his turkey before the season ended. We were up at 3:30 a.m. […]

It’s here come on up.

Peavine was what we called him. The first picture we had of him was in a clay pea patch, and all you could see were horns sticking up. My buddy said it was pea vines, […]