Friday September 2nd I drove away from work at about 4 p.m., stopped to fuel my truck up for the 3.5 hour drive to the Spanish Peaks State Wildlife Area (SWA). The drive was bitter sweet, while being stuck in rush hour traffic in Colorado Spring was no fun, as I got to the south of Pueblo I got to enjoy the wonderful view of a gorgeous sunset to the west accompanied by a lightning storm and double rainbow to the east.
Sorry there are no photos, driving and shooting is dangerous. After I arrived at the SWA I got up with a few hunting buddies I haven't seen from the spring season and set up camp.
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| Photo: Cory Arola |
I spent all day Saturday and Sunday sitting and watching open areas or hiking around looking for sign.
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| Photo: Cory Arola |
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Retro function on the camera Photo: Cory Arola
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| Marlin .22 Mag Photo: Cory Arola |
Monday morning was spent the same way but I needed to make the drive back to Denver so I only hunted half the day. In 2.5 days no one saw a single turkey, or even fresh sign. All I saw myself was a couple of does and a horny toad.
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| Photo: Cory Arola |
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| Photo: Cory Arola |
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| Lucky Bunny! Photo: Cory Arola |
Actually two days prior to the season Jim saw birds cross the field, which were nowhere to be found once Sept 1 hit.
After packing up Monday midday, I began my drive home, leaving my camera on the passenger seat. Which turned out to be fortunate. I saw three groups of bird, a group of 20, 8 and 12. The group of 20 allowed me to park, get out of my truck, sneak towards them and take photos. That would have never happened while hunting.
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| Photo: Cory Arola |
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| Photo: Cory Arola |
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| Photo: Cory Arola |
My plan is to head back down there this weekend and see if the nomadic Merriam's turkeys have now moved onto the SWA.
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