Closing the cattle gate behind him, Donnie Pearson stepped briskly across a frozen pasture in the early morning darkness. Carrying a bag of full-bodied decoys under one arm and a satchel full of silhouettes on his back, he began dodging cow pies on his way to a cattle pond. He stopped beside a tree and crept down to the pond.
When you hold a box call made of ancient cypress and run a few turkey calls on it, there is no escaping the thought: Did turkeys actually exist when the tree this wood came from was growing in South Carolinas Pee Dee region?
A rod on the port side of Robbie Burrs boat dipped toward the water, and line began to peel slowly off the reel. It stopped, then started out again. Natalie, Burrs 14-year-old daughter, moved toward the rod, lifted it from the rod-holder and began to reel. Battle on!