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Tuesday, December 25, 2018

Success in the Virginia Fall Turkey Woods (Blog 423)

Today for Christmas, we dined on wild turkey burger and venison meatball vegetable soup. The reason we were able to eat wild turkey breast (in the form of burgers) is because Sunday I was able to tag a bird.

I went hunting with Bedford County's Mike Morrell and his turkey dog Bailey.
Bailey is a superior turkey dog and busted up two flocks not long after we arrived. It was a joy watching Bailey work. Next year, I would like to take Mike and Bailey to our West Virginia land in Monroe County.

Tomorrow, I'm going to take my son Mark turkey hunting in Botetourt with the hope that he can tag a bird before he heads back to Alaska to teach.

Sunday, December 23, 2018

Spending Saturday in the Virginia Turkey Woods (Blog 422)

I spent all day Saturday pursuing turkeys on a Botetourt County, Virginia cattle farm. And for the first time in my life, I busted up three separate flocks of birds...and never fired a shot. On the first scatter, with the birds on the roost, they all flew in the same direction.

On the second scatter, which was a flock of gobblers, I actually called one of the longbeards in. But I didn't have a shot because I had set up wrong.

On the third scatter, which was just before 2:00 P.M., I again set up incorrectly as birds filtered by just out of sight.

I hope to do better today. People who think fall turkey hunting is easy are people who don't hunt fall turkeys.

Saturday, December 15, 2018

Virginia Turkey Hunting in the Snow (Blog 421)

Wednesday of this week, with Botetourt County schools again closed and with my frustration with being inside at its peak, I decided to go turkey hunting in the snow at a nearby cattle farm. I asked Elaine to drop me off around 2:30 and pick me up at dark.

My reasoning was that the cattle would slog their way through the deep snow (16 inches fell) and open up some pasture. This would cause turkeys to come feed in the pasture...or so my reasoning went.

But when I arrived at the farm, the cattle were all down at the barn. None of them had ventured away from it the whole time since the snow had fallen on Sunday. So it was I that slogged my way through the pasture and found not a single turkey track. I had hoped to go turkey hunting today, Saturday, but the steady rains ruined that.  Maybe tomorrow?

Wednesday, December 5, 2018

Success in Virginia Turkey Woods (Blog 420)

In my 32 years as a turkey hunter, I have never seen so few birds as this year. I've gone deer hunting 20 times this season and only twice during those times did I see turkeys.

So when I scattered a flock of birds Tuesday after teaching school, I was so excited I could barely sleep. Wednesday morning, I went out for an hour hunt before school, setting up at the scatter point.

Fortunately, I was able to call in a bird, killing it at 7:18. Elaine took pictures for a future magazine story, I phone checked the bird and cleaned it, and was able to arrive at school around 8:30. The kitchen was a mess from the cleaning and my hunting clothes were scattered all over the house, but it was a memorable morning.

Saturday, December 1, 2018

Time for Chicks to Move Outdoors? (Blog 419)

Elaine and I have been in a quandry all week. Our two heritage Rhode Island Red chicks are now almost 10 weeks old, and they, with their mother Mary, have been living in our basement since the hatching. This is not an ideal situation, of course, yet we also know that the other chickens can kill chicks, as did happen earlier with Mary's first chick that hatched.

Winter is coming on, and if we wait too late to put this trio outside, it will be all the harder for the chicks to adapt to the cold. But, again, if they enter into the run too soon, there's that danger of them being killed. So Sunday tomorrow, with a forecast in the 60s, is the day we are going to put the chicks outdoors in the run. We know Mary will try to protect them, the question is will she be able to.

Saturday, November 24, 2018

Cutting Down Christmas Trees for the Family (Blog 418)

Wednesday, I drove to our Johns Creek land in Craig County to cut down a Christmas tree for Elaine and me and also one for David and Sarah and their two boys. While bowhunting there in October, I had noted several white pines that would be ideal for Christmastime. They also were growing near oaks and should be removed anyway.

There is something inherently special about going into the woods and finding your own Christmas tree. It harks back to the time when this was a common thing for all families to do. For the past 15 years or so, Elaine and I have found a tree either on our Botetourt County land where we live or on the Johns Creek property. These trees aren't perfectly shaped like the ones for sale, but we think they are beautiful and perfect, nevertheless.

Thursday, November 15, 2018

The Joy of Having Grandchildren (Blog 417)

One of the great joys of Elaine's and my life is having grandchildren living close by. Generally, three mornings a week, we have four-year old Eli at our home for an hour or so before my wife takes him to daycare.

The other day, Elaine was performing her early morning exercises, and, unceremoniously, Eli plopped himself down beside her to join in. One of Elaine's standard exercises is to do some leg lifts with a rubber ball positioned between her legs. The photo below shows that Eli knows how to do this exercise as well.


Saturday, November 10, 2018

The Joys of Elaine's Homemade Persimmon Bread (Blog 416)

When people ask me what is my favorite type of bread, many answers could come to mind. Elaine is a marvelous cook and her sourdough and whole wheat breads are sublime. But the best bread she makes is her persimmon/wild black walnut bread.

This past weekend, we went to gather persimmons. Earlier, I had gathered wild black walnuts on our Botetourt County, Virginia land and had left them on our fireplace hearth to fully ripen. After we gathered the persimmons, I cracked the walnuts while Elaine prepared the persimmon pulp.

An hour or so later, we dined on persimmon bread for lunch. The fruity/nutty taste, the appealing deep brown color/the smell of warm bread hot from the oven...well, yes, this is my favorite bread.

Friday, November 2, 2018

Wednesday Catches Her First Beetle (Blog 415)

Our best heritage Rhode Island Red hen, Mary, is only 2 1/2, but has already been broody three times. The most recent time was in September; and when the other chickens killed her first chick to hatch, we had to bring her inside for when the other chicks hatched.

The two chicks that hatched, named Wednesday and Friday for the days they were born, are now a month old and living in the basement with Mary. When I came downstairs to check on them this morning, Wednesday, a young pullet, and Friday, a cockerel, were in hot pursuit of a beetle that had blundered into the enclosure.

I was impressed that Wednesday caught the beetle, spearing it with her beak. She had a little trouble eating it, especially with Friday trying to grab the treat. But, eventually, Wednesday downed her first of many beetles.

Sunday, October 28, 2018

Stand Selection for Opening Day of Virginia's Muzzleloader Season (Blog 414)

Elaine and I went out mid-day Sunday to set up a blind for me to hunt from during Virginia's early muzzleloader season. The site overlooks a food plot and is a proven evening stand location. But the problem is that the deer come down a hillside to either the right or left and are "on me" before I often know it. A blind was the only choice for this site, as the most suitable tree has lost all its leaves and I would be too exposed if I placed a hang-on there. Sitting on the ground is simply not a viable option.

It will be interesting to see how the site performs Saturday. I expect to see deer that evening.

Saturday, October 20, 2018

Scouting for Virginia Turkeys while Bowhunting (Blog 413)

With Virginia's turkey season set to start Saturday, October 27, I decided to bow hunt a Botetourt County cattle farm for deer Thursday after school. My main objective was to look for turkey sign and hope that I would see or hear a flock. I have called in and killed several spring gobblers there and hope that I could take a fall bird  this year on the property.

At 5:10, I saw a flock and when the members came to within about a 100 yards, I got my crossbow in a position to shoot. In the past, while in a stand with my compound or crossbow, I have waited too long too many times to be in shooting position. However, the flock never came any closer than about 70 yards, but I was able to identify its members - seven mature gobblers.

About 5:30, a mature doe approached my stand, and I was able to kill her. Obviously, this outing could not have gone any better.

Thursday, October 11, 2018

Rhode Island Red Chicks Hatch (Blog 412)

What do you do when a hen tries to incubate eggs that haven't been fe
rtilized by a rooster? That's what happened to Elaine and me back in late August when one of her heritage Rhode Island Red hens, Mary, became broody.

No rooster had been in Mary's run since April, and, of course, that meant none of the eggs that Mary had so diligently gathered would hatch. Knowing that Mary would not stop being broody until she actually hatched chicks, Elaine and I decided to put three eggs in our mini-incubator  and see what happened. Those eggs were taken from the pen of our alpha rooster, Don, and two of those eggs hatched, one on October 3, the other on October 5.

So we replaced Mary's dud eggs with the two chicks, and she had no problem adopting them. We hope that Mary and her chicks can go outside to live by Thanksgiving.


Sunday, October 7, 2018

Grandsons Help me Drag a Deer (Blog 411)

Sunday morning I killed a deer with my new Parker Thunderhawk Pro crossbow, and when I brought it home, I found that Elaine was babysitting our grandsons Sam and Eli. I asked the boys, ages six and four, if they would help me drag the deer to the outside water faucet so that I could rinse out the chest cavity.

They both announced that they had to have long plastic gloves to do the job. So after donning the gloves, they assisted in helping me drag the deer to the faucet. They also, more or less, mostly less, held the chest cavity open so that I could cut out the bottom loins. I am hoping that their dad David and I can take Sam hunting on Virginia's Youth Day in a few years.

Saturday, September 29, 2018

Ingram Talk at Blue Ridge Library on Tuesday (Blog 410)

Elaine and I will be giving a locavore talk on Tuesday, October 2 at the Blue Ridge Library in Botetourt County. Beginning at 7:00 P.M., we will be talking about some of the fall fruits (grapes, paw paws, and persimmons) and nuts (black walnuts and three species of hickory nuts) that folks can gather in this region.

We'll also cover raising apple and crabapple trees, and some of our favorite varieties. For example, this fall Elaine made bread from our Rome apples and pies and cobblers from the fruit of our Dolgo crabapple tree.

Finally, we will be covering how to prepare venison and why it is such a healthy meat.

Thursday, September 20, 2018

Giving Talk on Invasive Plants to Third Graders (Blog 409)

Tomorrow morning, I am giving a talk to my daughter Sarah's third grade class at Greenfield Elementary. The subject is invasive plants. I have never "taught" third graders or any elementary school students before, so I have tried to be really prepared.

Sarah asked me to gather invasive plants for a show and tell session with her students, plus the classes of the other two third grade teachers. It was not hard to walk along our Botetourt County road for 50 yards or so and gather a half dozen invasive plants.

And that's why students of any age group should learn about invasive plants in their areas. Invasive plants negatively impact both native flora and fauna and require a great deal of work to eliminate. I'm looking forward to the day.

Saturday, September 15, 2018

No Bowhunting in the Rain (Blog 408)

This entire week, I studied the weather forecast for Southwest Virginia, hoping that I could go bowhunting during Virginia's Urban Archery Season. A few times, I saw a few brief windows where I could possibly have climbed up into a tree stand for a couple hours.

But, alas, the rains have not relented, and I'll have to be content to go out and do some tree stand site scouting. I have a few places that I want to check out to see if they hold promise. One site especially has promise, as it leads to a clover food plot.

Another place is a Roanoke County backyard where the home owner says deer have been venturing into during the evenings. I'll just try to put myself into position to be successful next weekend.

Saturday, September 8, 2018

Bruce and Elaine to present Locavore Workshop

Tuesday evening September 18, Elaine and I will be presenting a locavore workhop at the Salem, Virginia library: https://www.evensi.us/hunting-gathering-fall-free-workshop-28-main-st-salem-virginia-24153/266569171. One of the things the workshop will be about is gathering fall fruits and nuts, which is appropriate because Wednesday afternoon after school, we went gathering wild summer grapes.

Upon finding some summer grapes growing along the side of the road, we later asked the Botetourt County landowner if we could pick them. As a reward for the person's generosity, we gave her a jar of peach preserves that Elaine had made.

Thursday, we removed the berries from the stems and Elaine made the juice. Saturday morning was making jelly time, and Sunday for breakfast will be the taste test.  Summer grape jelly is my favorite jelly of any kind, it is pleasantly tart.


Saturday, September 1, 2018

Snafus Aplenty on Opening Morning of Virginia's Urban Archery Season (Blog 406)

I thought I had planned everything for opening morning of Virginia's Urban Archery Season...clothes in a scent free container, safety harness in an adjacent container, gear all proportioned nicely in my day pack.

Nevertheless, I drove off without having my safety harness in tow, which caused me to have to return home. When I finally made it up to my tree stand and secured myself, it wasn't long until my bow haul apparatus fell out of my pocket and crashed to the ground.

Probably my late arrival to the stand and my haul rope falling had nothing to do with my not seeing a single deer on opening morning. I can believe that anyway, I guess. The day was not one of my better performances afield.

Saturday, August 25, 2018

Land Prepping for Deer Season (Blog 405)

With Virginia's Urban Archery Season starting next Saturday, I spent this Saturday rejuvenating a food plot on our Botetourt County land. First, I lightly tilled the soil, then raked the debris, and last planted clover.

After that was accomplished, I went around the perimeter of the plot and cut down saplings, mostly ash, pine, red cedar, and redbuds. The removal of those trees should allow the plot to receive more sunlight.

Sunday, my son-in-law David Reynolds and I plan on visiting our Eagle Rock land and putting up a tree stand there. Later in the morning, we hope to errect one behind the house and check on the status of the other ladder stands. I hope next Saturday some time in the morning or afternoon that Elaine and I will be butchering a doe.

Wednesday, August 15, 2018

Frogs, Turtles, and Toads on the Road (Blog 404)

I typically walk three miles before going to teach school every morning and many mornings I do in the dark. With such a wet summer, I often encounter frogs, toads, and various species of turtles on the road.

I don't like to take box turtles away from their chosen paths because they have well-defined territories. I will "help" them across a road by depositing them on the other side.  Painted turtles are another matter.

The other morning I saw a young painted turtle crossing the Botetourt County road we live on. There was no water source anywhere near him and definitely not one in the direction he was heading. I figured he had gone out looking for food in the wet weather and was still questing about.

I don't generally like to interfere with nature, but I decided to take the turtle home so that he could head for Catawba Creek which flows through our land. I hope I did the right thing. At least, I knew I wouldn't see him crushed on the road later in the morning when I headed for school. Here's his picture.


Saturday, August 11, 2018

Spring "Sensory" Story for Smoky Mountain Living Magazine (Blog 403)

The editor of Smoky Mountain Living magazine has assigned me to do a story on the favorite sights, smells, and sounds of spring. For the lead of the story, I interviewed Virginia's Sherry Crumley, a board member for the NWTF, about her favorite sights, smells, and sounds.  The editor has posted the lead of the story and has asked readers to contact me at bruceingramoutdoors@gmail.com if they would like their sensory experiences to be considered to be a part of the story.  Here is the link to the story lead...http://www.smliv.com/blog/things-to-see-hear-and-smell-in-spring-forests/

If you would like your favorite sensory experiences to be considered to be a part of the story, please contact me via e-mail. Thanks.

Friday, August 3, 2018

Time to Renew Hunting Permission (Blog 402)

It's the first week of August, and, to me, this is the time to renew hunting permission for the properties I hunt in Virginia and West Virginia. Monday, I dropped by one property and brought the landowner several packages of venison from a deer killed on the family's place.

Yesterday, I contacted another landowner on a parcel where I will go hunting during Virginia's Urban Archery Season. Tonight, I hope to renew permission for a Botetourt County cattle farm. And so it will continue until I have contacted all the folks I need to.

I've bought new arrows and blades, and my two bows are ready to go, so that is taken care of as well.

Thursday, July 26, 2018

Songbirds Barely Singing (Blog 401)

One of the most fascinating things about songbirds is how their singing changes over the course of the spring and summer. For both the yearlong residents and the migrants who come to breed, April and May are intense periods of sometimes practically non-stop singing.

But in June with mating over and the young beginning to leave the nest, the songs of the males begin to be heard less and less. Birds, of course, don't sing because they are happy but to attract and keep mates and to announce their presence and defend their territory.

By July, most birds have stopped singing. For example, this week Elaine and I spent one night at the home of Bill and Bonnie Amshey in Fairfax County. I went walking right after dawn broke, and only heard two birds singing: a chipping sparrow and a great-crested flycatcher. Even the red-eyed vireos weren't singing.


Sunday, July 22, 2018

Getting Ready for Virginia and West Virginia 2018 Bow Season (Blog 400)

Today, I amped up the preparation for the upcoming bow season in Virginia and West Virginia. Elaine and I drove to our Monroe County land early this morning. We drove down the gravel roadway to the creek bottom, then I used a mower and scythe to prepare a pathway through the field to the woods.

I then used the scythe to cut our shooting lanes around my ladder stand. Later, I checked the stand itself to make sure all straps were still functional and safe. Meanwhile, Elaine had found a blackberry patch along the logging road that leads through our 94 acres. She busied herself with picking a quart of blackberries which turned into a cobbler for dinner. All in all, a really good start.

In a couple of weeks, I will put up  a tree stand in Roanoke County where the Urban Archery Season opens on September 1.

Saturday, July 14, 2018

Locavore Walk, Talk, and Meal for the Blue Ridge Land Conservancy

Today, Elaine and I presented a Locavore Workshop for the Blue Ridge Land Conservancy at our Botetourt County home and woodlot, and we had a wonderful time. Six people attended, and Elaine did a presentation on our house being partially powered by solar energy, and I talked about raising chickens, fruit trees, and a garden and how we gathered wild foods and performed habitat improvement projects.

Elaine prepared a fantastic lunch with venison meatballs, an egg dish with chives, onions, and tomatoes from our garden, zuke bread with of course zukes from our garden, and for dessert we had wild blackberry smoothies from blackberries gathered by the participants. Just a wonderful time for Elaine and me.




Friday, July 6, 2018

Locavore Meal on a Summer Day (Blog 398)

One of the best things about summer is writing in the morning and then going gathering later in the day. Today, I wrote for two hours, then gathered two quarts of wineberries and a quart of wild blackberries.

Then I went to our two Rhode Island Red runs to gather eggs, made a stop at the garden to gather cherry tomatoes, chives, and zukes and dined on deer burgers for lunch. Fresh tomatoes from the garden make any sandwich better.

I did business-type writing related things after lunch, took a nap, and prepared for dinner and a game of Scrabble with Elaine. Not a bad day at all.

Tuesday, June 26, 2018

Bruce and Elaine Ingram to Lead Locavore Workshop (Blog 397)

Just a note that Saturday, July 14 on our Botetourt County land, Elaine and I will be leading a locavore workshop as a fund raiser for the Blue Ridge Land Conservancy. In case, you are interested, here is a blurb on what we will be doing and how to sign up.

I. Bruce and Elaine Ingram will be conducting a Locavore Workshop and Fund Raiser for the Blue Ridge Land Conservancy on Saturday, July 14  at their Botetourt County home and 38 acres. The Ingrams, who were the BRLC Landsavers of the Year in 2014, co-wrote Living the Locavore Lifestyle, a guide to hunting, fishing, and gathering for food, plus tips on raising chickens, fruit trees, and a garden.  Activities planned.
1. Elaine will explain how by using solar energy and a wood stove, the Ingrams only have an electric bill of about $10.00 per month.
2. Elaine will also share some of her favorite locavore recipes and prepare a locavore lunch for participants.
3. The Ingrams will share how they raise heritage Rhode Island Red chickens and keep them safe from predators.
4. Bruce, who won the forestry award from the Virginia DOF and Soil and Water Conservation Districts in 2005, will lead a tour of the Ingram's land, explaining how he creatively manages the land for wildlife.
5. Participants will gather wild berries for a cobbler.
6. The Ingrams will explain how they integrate raising chickens and growing a garden.
7. Bruce will discuss how he controls invasive plants on the land and discuss some of the worst invasives and how to eliminate them.
8. All participants will receive a signed, dedicated copy of Living the Locavore Lifestyle.
9. Bruce will identify edible wild foods on the property.

Here is also the link to sign up: 

Monday, June 18, 2018

Upcoming Events (Blog 396)

Yesterday, I turned in my first outdoor related blog to the Virginia Game Department. I'm excited to say that I will be blogging about various outdoor activities in the Old Dominion for the VDGIF. This is a wonderful opportunity for me, and I will be giving more details later about how to read these blogs.

Also, this Saturday from 2:00 to 4:00, I will be at Book No Further in Downtown Roanoke, www.booknofurther.com. I will be having a book signing for my two Young Adult Fiction novels, Ninth Grade Angst and Tenth Grade Blues.

And, finally, the rains have stopped, and I will be able to go summertime fishing for the first time this month. I have trips planned to the James, New, Shenandoah, and Rappahannock

Wednesday, June 13, 2018

Our 40th Wedding Anniversary (Blog 395)

Last weekend, Elaine and I celebrated our 40th wedding anniversary by having dinner at Liberty Station in Bedford and then spending the night at a wonderful bed and breakfast, Whitetail Lodge (www.wtlodge.com) operated by Dan and Lisa Lovelace. The B&B is situated near the rural community of Sedalia, and it was just the perfect romantic getaway for us.

The next morning we visited Tom Smedley's farm not far down the road. Tom's son Bob was one of the ushers at our wedding, and we wanted to hear from Mr. Smedley how Bob was doing.

Elaine and I had only had five dates when I asked her to marry me - the smartest thing I have ever done in my life. And she has given me the best 40 years of my life.


Thursday, June 7, 2018

Elaine On Stage at the Barter Theatre (Blog 394)

Elaine and I spent Tuesday through Thursday morning in Abingdon doing magazine articles, one of which involved going to the Barter Theatre. We were able to have a tour of the Barter and as part of that tour, Elaine was able to go on the Barter stage with Amy Fiorini, one of the theatre's staff members.

So my wife now is able to say that she has appeared on stage at the historic Barter Theatre.  Here is a picture of Amy and Elaine documenting this momentous event.




Saturday, June 2, 2018

Locavore Lunch on a June Saturday in Virginia (Blog 393)

Today's morning hours and lunch were great examples of why I enjoy summertime Saturdays - or any day - with Elaine so much. To start we turned our heritage Rhode Island Reds into the backyard to let them forage while we worked in the garden and yard.

I picked the last of the strawberries and also gathered spinach and onions for lunch while also pulling weeds. I forgot to gather some chives, but so it goes. The weeds were placed in our two chicken runs for our birds' green food and entertainment.

For lunch, we dined on venison burgers from a West Virginia doe I had killed last fall. The burgers were adorned with the onions and spinach from the garden. We also had sauteed asparagus from the garden and strawberry pie (obviously from our strawberry patch) for dessert. It was a really, really good morning and lunch.

Friday, May 25, 2018

Tenth Grade Angst Comes Out (Blog 392)

Thursday when I came home from Lord Botetourt High School where I teach, a box of books was on our stoop. My eight book overall, and second Young Adult fiction novel, Tenth Grade Angst is now out. After all these years as an outdoor writer/photgrapher, it feels weird to now also be writing fiction for high school students.

I'm half way through the third book in the series, Eleventh Grade Stress, which I hope to finish this summer and have my Creative Writing students proof in the fall, just as they did for the tenth grade book and the first in the series, Ninth Grade Blues.


Wednesday, May 16, 2018

Ingram on Western Virginia PBS Channels (Blog 391)

Just a little note that I will be interviewed on the western Virginia PBS series Write Around the Corner on Thursday night at 7:30. The show was originally on Tuesday night and this is a rerun. The show is about my writing career and also covers how Elaine and I met and how my students at Lord Botetourt High School helped me write and edit my first two Young Adult Fiction novels, Ninth Grade Blues and Tenth Grade Angst.

Saturday, May 12, 2018

Interesting Morning on the Last Day of West Virginia's Turkey Season (Blog 391)

I didn't see or hear any turkeys, or even spot any fresh sign, on the last day of West Virginia's spring gobbler season. And both my tags for that state went unused.

Still, as always, there are always things to marvel about in the spring woods. I was hunting at over 3,200 feet in the mountains of my Monroe County land, so I was able to listen to a rose-breasted grosbeak singing for several hours. I kept scanning the tree tops to see him, but no luck for the longest time. 

Then, finally, the male materialized just 20 or so yards away and warbled his robin-like tune. The red patch on his breast was dazzling.

I had heard the distress sounds of a raven for most of the morning, so when walking out of the woods to go home, I decided to see what the bird's issue was.  I walked right under the raven's perch.  The bird was only about 10 yards from me, the closest I have ever been to a raven. The bird was struggling to remain on its perch, so something was clearly wrong. I was surprised that the avian let me come so close, again, indicating that something was wrong.

So my turkey hunting is over in Tennessee, Virginia, and West Virginia for the season. Next weekend, I am floating the James River.

Friday, May 4, 2018

Barred Owls Battle in West Virginia's Spring Gobbler Woods (Blog 390)

After tagging out in Virginia, I've turned to spring gobbler hunting in West Virginia. This past Sunday, I was making barred owl sounds, and four of these owls came flying in to my sounds.

They created quite a ruckus, and I saw no need to call further and decided to watch how the owls interacted. To my surprise, two of them attacked each other in mid-air and tumbled to the ground fighting. Then a third owl flew in to where the two were jousting on the ground.

I could not see which owl won the ground battle, but, to my chagrin, all of that hooting awakened nary a gobbler.  I went home empty handed, but it was a fascinating morning.

Thursday, April 26, 2018

Spring Gobbler Success in Virginia Woods (Blog 389)

Friday, I took a vacation day from school and hunted my best Botetourt County farm and though I heard five gobblers, I also heard and saw hens. Saturday, I hunted another really good place and heard three toms off our land in the Sinking Creek Valley of Craig County. Sunday, I went to the best farm I have permission to hunt, one in Franklin County.  And never came close to killing a bird.

With my having to be at school on Monday morning by 8:45, I almost decided not to go. But, ultimately, I did and a tom came charging in to position, not long after he flew down from the roost. The gobbler and I were back home by around 7:00 A.M., time for Elaine to take pictures of the bird and me, and for me to clean him.

Spring gobbler hunting is full of little ironies, and such was the case again. Three days when I had to noon to hunt and never came close to punching a tag, and then on a short hunt before school, I tagged a tom quickly. Since I killed two VA birds in the fall, I am now tagged out in my home state. Saturday, I will go afield in West Virginia.

Sunday, April 22, 2018

Virginia Gobblers Uncooperative, but Songbirds Are Returning (Blog 388)

I continued to struggle while turkey hunting this week. I have now been out seven times either on weekends or before school and have not yet seen a gobbler except for one that was about 100 yards away. The typical outing goes like the following: hear toms on the roost, they gobble a little, then they depart with their hens for parts unknown.

The songbird watching and listening has been great, though.  Whip-poor-wills and chuck-wills-widows returned this week as did scarlet tanagers, worm-eating warblers, and ovenbirds. Fascinatingly, a worm-eating warbler came within about five yards of me, and I watched it hopping about the forest floor looking for bugs.

The turkey hunting should improve soon, once more hens go to lay their eggs.

Saturday, April 14, 2018

Spring Gobbler Opening day in Virginia (Blog 387)

Opening day in Virginia was today, and it was very uneventful for me. With brisk winds, warm weather, and humidity, I was not optimistic there would be much gobbling on the Franklin County farm I was afield on.

Unfortunately, I was correct in my predictions on how the day would be. I didn't hear my first gobble until 9:15, and it was in response to a crow call. I only heard two more the rest of the day, one in answer to the crow call and a random gobble in mid-morning.

Disappointed for sure, but I'm not depressed about it. Sooner or later, the birds will turn on, and then the excitement will begin.

Thursday, April 5, 2018

Setting Up too Close to a Tennessee Gobbler (Blog 386)

This past Saturday, I was in Northeast Tennessee to hunt opening day of that state's spring gobbler season. I was afield with Larry Proffitt, my long time turkey hunting mentor and friend, of Elizabethton. Larry and I climbed a Sullivan County mountain in the dark, and while we were waiting for dawn, a gobbler began sounding off directly behind us.

Larry motioned for me to slowly scoot around to the other side of the tree, which I did. A while later, I was able to make out the tom in a tree about 50 yards from us. Larry had been making pitting sounds before the tom gobbled, which perhaps made the old boy start up.

Anyway, I felt doom was at hand when I saw that the gobbler was so close. Every time except one during my 32 years of spring gobbler hunting when I have, by chance, set up in the dark within sight of a roosted gobbler, the hunt had turned out badly.

This hunt, too, ended in failure as when dawn came, the tom pitched down and quickly rambled away out of shooting range. All I could do was watch him flee. Is there such a thing as being too close to a roosted tom? I think so.

Thursday, March 29, 2018

Gobblers in Virginia Begin Anew (Blog 385)

A blast of cold air and two snowfalls shut down all gobbling here in the mountains of Southwest Virginia, that is, all gobbling except for one lone tom. In the midst of a driving wind and precipitation, that old boy was gobbling.

That is the type of bird that I would like to hunt on opening day - one gobbling in the wind and snow. That kind of tom will invariably come charging in.

Still, he was the only one to sound off for the entire week until the warm front came through this morning. Predictably, a gobbler on the eastern side of our property greeted the dawn and was so boisterous that both my son-in-law David and I both heard him. Opening day is just two weeks distant.

Wednesday, March 21, 2018

Chickens in the Snow (Blog 384)

At 2:45 this morning, I woke up, looked out the window and saw snow falling, and knew what I had to do. Earlier this month, we had a wet, slushy snow, and the netting covering our two chicken runs collapsed, leaving our heritage Rhode Island Reds vulnerable to an owl or hawk attack.

Elaine and I spent an hour or so repairing the damage then. I figured it was better to arise in the wee hours than wait until dawn and try to repair the net. When I arrived inside the two runs, the netting was already badly sagging, so I as delicately as possible tapped the bottom of the netting with a broom to cause snow to cascade through the openings.

I'll go outside at dawn to do the broom tapping gambit again. I expect more such visits will be required during what appears will be a long, snow-filled day.

Saturday, March 17, 2018

Gobbling Intensity Increasing in Southwest Virginia (Blog 383)

What a difference a week makes here in Southwest Virginia in terms of gobbling intensity. Two weeks ago, a lone gobble every few mornings was the norm. Now, the "normal" progression of spring morning sounds is evident.

For example, this morning, the crows, as is typical in spring, were the first birds to really announce the dawn in a boisterous way. This seemed to wake up two gobblers behind my house, and they began gobbling every 45 or so seconds. I also noted that the two toms were on opposite side of our 38 acres in Botetourt County, perhaps because they have already endured several skirmishes with each other.

What I expect to happen next - perhaps in just a few days - is an outbreak of non-stop gobbling as one longbeard becomes consumed with the prospects of mating, which, in turn, sets several other gobblers off.

Saturday, March 10, 2018

Woodcock Mating Season in Full Throttle in Southwest Virginia (Blog 382)

This morning at 5:45, I left our Botetourt County, Virginia house to walk and almost immediately heard the sounds of a male woodcock doing his mating aerial dance.  Soon afterwards, I heard another woodcock while I was walking up the driveway.  And about 100 yards into my walk, a third one was heard.

Next to hearing the sounds of gobblers in early spring, I love to hear the whistling and peents of woodcocks. Adding to the morning aura was snow flakes falling.  In the distance, it seemed like the surrounding mountains were enveloped in snow as well. The forecast is for snow at dawn on Monday.  I wonder if the woodcocks will persist in their mating rituals if snow falls?

Thursday, March 1, 2018

First Gobbling, First Woodcock (Blog 381)

Yesterday, February 28, brought the first gobble of the morning, here in Southwest Virginia. I was out walking when I heard a distant jake sound off.  Not quite believing my ears, I paused for several minutes, then yelped with my mouth. 

Nothing answered, so I resumed my walk feeling that I had misinterpreted what I thought I had heard. However, three minutes later, the jake gobbled again, and this time there was no mistaking the sound. I again yelped and again no response. Several minutes later, the young tom belted out one more gobble.

This morning brought a cool rain and 50 degree temperatures in Botetourt County. While I was tending to our chickens, I heard the distant sounds of a woodcock doing his aerial mating dance. Two sure signs of onrushing spring are gobbling toms and the return of woodcocks.

Thursday, February 22, 2018

No Gobbling Yet in the Southwest Virginia Mountains (Blog 380)

For the past week or so, I have been listening a little more intently to the beginning signs of spring as the morning temperatures have been in the 50s. Two days ago,  this winter/spring, I heard a song sparrow singing its mating song for the first time. Cardinals have already broken into song and mourning doves are likewise in full-blown mating mood.

Our two Rhode Island Red roosters have increased the intensity of their morning skirmishes, even though their respective domains are separated by a wire fence. The two roosters often fling themselves against the fence and give each other the evil eye in this battle for one upsmanship.

Still, though, I have not heard the first gobble on our 38 acres in Botetourt County. While I was tending the chickens this morning, two turkey hens began yelping and cutting, and I was sure that a tom would respond to that. But none did. It won't be long, though, because I have at least two longbeards that roost on our land.

Saturday, February 17, 2018

More Young Forests Needed in Virginia's National Forests (Blog 379)

This weekend, I am going hiking in the George Washington and Jefferson National Forest with Wayne Thacker, chair of the Virginia Wildlife Habitat Coalition. This is a group from such Virginia  entities as the Bear Hunters Association, the Bowhunters Association, the Deer Hunters Association, the Hunting Dog Alliance, the State Chapter of the National Wild Turkey Federation, the Rocky Mountain Elk Foundation State Leadership Team, the State Advisory Council of the Quality Deer Management Association, and representatives from two Virginia Ruffed Grouse Chapters. 

We will be talking about the need for the creation of more young forests on the GWJNF as part of a Virginia Wildlife magazine story I am working on. Many people, both hunters and non-hunters, do not realize the importance of young forests and early succession habitat for many species of game and non-game wildlife.

A good publication on this is Talking about Young Forests, A Communication Handbook. For more information, contact Thacker at bumcw@aol.com.



Saturday, February 10, 2018

Signs of Spring in Virginia (Blog 378)

It's not even mid-February yet, but I noticed an early sign of spring this week - a male cardinal singing in a lusty manner. Of course, cardinals are a year-round resident in Southwest Virginia, and they do sing year-round, which is unlike most songbirds.

Nevertheless, the duration of this particular bird's song was what made it different.  The cardinal, at dawn, launched into a full-throated outburst and kept up the music for quite some time. In a week or so, I wager, our local Carolina wren will begin doing the same, and I also expect to hear mourning doves singing soon as they are one of the first birds to build nests, around here usually in March.

I also expect the two turkey gobblers that have been roosting behind our house to become "restless" by early March. Then I will know for sure that spring is here.

Saturday, February 3, 2018

Letting Our Heritage Rhode Island Reds Forage (Blog 377)

Today is bitterly cold and with snow in the forecast for Sunday, Elaine and I decided to let our heritage Rhode Island Reds forage in our backyard while I cleaned out their henhouse. After our chickens had been in the yard for a while, I noticed that Elaine had followed our flock into the surrounding woodlot.

"There's just nothing green for them to eat in the yard," said Elaine, and she was right. It is now February and the depth of winter, and the yard is as gray as the sky on an overcast day. Perhaps our chickens found a few random green tidbits among the forest duff, but chances are that, too, had been picked over by songbirds, squirrels, and rabbits. It's winter and times are hard for wildlife and wandering chickens.


Saturday, January 27, 2018

Heading Out into the Virginia Turkey Woods (Blog 376)

It's 5:39 A.M. as I write this and in about 20 minutes my son-in-law David Reynolds will be by to pick me up for us to go turkey hunting on the last day of Virginia's winter turkey season. I have killed my two-bird limit, so I won't be carrying a gun, but I am still really excited to be going.

So excited that I had trouble sleeping last night. Just the thought of entering the woods to pursue turkeys, whether it is fall, winter, or spring, is incredible pleasurable and stimulating to me. The challenge of matching up against a bird whose sight and hearing is far superior to mine and whose instincts are so raw and pure. It's one of the many great things about hunting turkeys.

Who knows whether David will kill a bird or not or whether we will even find a flock. That story will be written in the woods this morning.

Thursday, January 18, 2018

Homebound in the Virginia Mountains (Blog 375)

The weather continues to be bitterly cold here in Southwest Virginia, and school is closed once again, so I can't start Of Mice and Men again today with my tenth graders or help my freshmen with their PowerPoints on the 1930s.

Our two flocks of heritage Rhode Island Reds are refusing to come out of their respective henhouses, except for brief forays to the feeder. And Elaine has beaten me three straight games of Scrabble. We were half way through the game last night, and she was already ahead of me by some 150 points. It was then that I did the only thing I could - overturn the board and concede defeat. I used to overturn the board when she was ahead and claim that it was an accident.  That gambit has never worked, however.

Warmer days are hopefully ahead.

Friday, January 12, 2018

Rhode Island Red Pullets Start Laying (Blog 374)

Life is full of small success stories. Last April, Elaine and I watched one of our heritage Rhode Island Red hens, Mary, hatch three chicks on her first try as a mother. Although we had hatched other eggs in an incubator, there is no comparison to seeing a hen actually do what genetically she is programmed to do.

This week, Mary's two pullets began laying eggs.  Elaine has named them Thelma and Louise as my wife is in charge of naming the hens while I give the cockerels their appellations. The first egg appeared on Wednesday and the second on Thursday, though the two young hens have not yet grasped the concept of depositing their eggs in a nesting box.  Nevertheless, it is exciting times in the Ingram household.

Saturday, January 6, 2018

Deer Hunting in the Cold (Blog 373)

Today is the last day of deer season, and I am doubtful if I will be able to summon up enough courage to go afield. Monday, New Year's Day, my son-in-law David Reynolds and I went to a Botetourt County, Virginia cattle farm, arriving on our respective stands around 3:15.

The temperature with the wind chill was 4 degrees, and neither one of us made it to the end of shooting light at 5:35. In fact, we ran into each other leaving the woods at 5:15. Neither one of us had seen a deer. David summed up our respective thoughts when he said, "I knew it was time to get up when I realized I was too cold to shoot a deer if one did come by."

We talked earlier in the week about going today in late afternoon when the temperature will be around 0 with the wind chill. I have a feeling that we will probably cancel.