by Brandon Wikman, Bass Pro NGX Team
The rumors tucked away in the Sand Hills of central Nebraska hold more truth than told. Deep in this picturesque valley of cedars, sand and lofty hills, is a sought after secret of the mystical Merriam’s turkey.
THE GRAND QUEST
Although, the scenery and generalization of the Sand Hills inspired my historic inner-feelings, I was there to conquer the last species of turkey for my Grand Slam quest and face the secrets head-to-head with Nebraska Hunting Company, a nationally acclaimed outfitter from the heart of Nebraska.
The owner and guide of Nebraska Hunting Company, Scott Croner, escorted me to one of his many morning setups. We fast-footed down a steep gully and them back up the other side to reach the peak of one of the thousand rolling hills. As I sat next to a cedar shrub anticipating the morning sunrise, the Merriam gobbler’s ignited the hills. The feud for dominance prolonged throughout the entire morning. Capturing each moment as it passed was nearly impossible. The crimson radiance of sun bloomed among the landscape, while turkeys began darkening the field to bask in the fresh heat. Hunter’s of all kinds couldn’t imagine the feelings I relished in as the sun accented miles upon miles of terrain with blushes of deep color.
THE MERRIAM’S SHUFFLE
As the gobbling maniacs shuffled their tubby bodies across the open terrain, Scott, my cameraman and I adjusted our positions to premeditate where the birds may come and visualize how perfect this may work. Unlike feeling engulfed by the timber of the Midwest while hunting, I felt nearly naked with only a small bush to conceal my Realtree HD camouflage. Being very still, I began calling once more to arouse my quarry with another gobble. Not only did they wail another electrifying gobble toward us, but they were nearly within BB range. Invariably, a surge of animosity enlivened my nerves and my body began to convulse in thrill. The gawky looking heads bobbed as they each looked at each other wondering if they’d made a wrong turn somewhere along the way.
At 40 yards, the three pompous birds blossomed into a clutter of feathers. The strutters marched closer as the sandy dust blew behind each ones step. My cameraman urged me to shoot whenever I was ready. I acknowledged his command, but couldn’t help imagining if they’d get any closer; they did.
Looking into the camera like a fool, my words wouldn’t come out. I was literally speechless. My first Merriam’s gobbler sprawled a few steps away and a long awaited Grand Slam of the four different species of wild turkey turned me into a dumbfounded mute.
Nebraska turkey hunting has enriched my soul with a different style and technique of hunting. The wondrous Sand Hills have allured my temptations to venture back to Nebraska and relive the secrets that were witnessed.
SAND HILLS HUNTING TIPS
The Sand Hills are as dry as your mouth feels after wadding seven saltines down your throat. The color green isn’t a common color at the beach, likewise the hills either. Therefore, wear camouflage that has been through the laundry a few dozen times to blend in with the lighter brows, dulls greens, and crisp yellows or simply wear Realtree’s Advantage Max-1 HD Open Terrain to stay concealed.
>>>Never bypass a small woodlot, because looks can be very deceiving. The land is open and vast, and by noontime birds are looking for shaded places—canyons, windbreaks or any spot low and out of the sun.
For more information on hunting Nebraska contact Scott Croner of Nebraska Hunting Company (402-304-1192) or (www.nebraskahunting.net) for turkey, waterfowl, upland bird, whitetail and mule deer hunting.