Who was your mentor?

[Happy]

Well it looks like I got my wish.

[tha bugman]

Way to go brother!  He would be proud!~

Well it looks like I got my wish.

[silvestris]

Hemorrhoids?

[Happy]

Hemorrhoids?

Yeah. Something like that.

[supremepredator]

My good buddy Mark, he's on this forum somewhere.

[stinkpickle]

 No mentor here.  It's pretty much been me, myself, and my own mistakes.

[turkeyfeathers]

My mentor would be my brother. He's got 91 or 92 notches in the stock of his H & R 10 bore . He bought me a Lynch's 101 fool proof box call 35 years ago that I still carry. His mentor whom he hunted with is the late Doc Pellham. That man knew his stuff.

[jtoliver43]

I tried turkey hunting on my own when I was in high school. Couldn't do anything right, so I just decided that turkey hunting sucked! Too hot,  too many bugs, snakes, poison ivy etc. So I stuck to deer and ducks. Fast forward to 21 years old... my girlfriend at the time's dad was a game warden. He was the "Turkey whisperer" and was quite the successful turkey hunter. So I asked him to show me the way. Fast forward to today and him and I still chase these wonderful birds together every year (even though his daughter and I didn't work out). Its been an obsession ever since!

[Happy]

Thanks for the replies fellas. Glad to see that there are people willing to help up and comers out some. I think that goes a long way in helping to preserve hunting and fishing.

[drenalinld]

Didn't have any help.

[Ericbrooks]

My dad


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[Swampchickin234]

Come from a long line of but hunters.  When there were quail, dad, grandpa and all the uncles hunted them, and we all take ducks seriously.  Probably to serious. Started when I was 4 yrs old with them with a red Ryder BB gun.  The next year dad let me take my new pellet gun and pretend I was shootin ducks with em. He would grab my waders by the should straps when we would walk in water, or just pick me up if we weren't in a boat.  The next year, age 6 I got to tote a cut off 410 shootin doves.  Dad told me if I would practice being still, he would take me turkey huntin with em. Guess I heard my first gobble when I was 7 and I don't think I've forgotten that. Killed my first when I was 11 with him on (at one time) beautiful piece of hardwood river bottom.  He was hot, and since then, it just eats at me. I love it. The good Lord blessed me beyond belief with a family and a father who took the time and productivity of his hunting to take me with him. Luckily, I still have my dad and I again got to spend opening morning of the season with him and several other hunts.  He was mentor. My grandpa was also a huge part of my life, and 2 of my uncles and older brother.  Were all ate up with it.  So I guess I would say I ha several mentors.  And I am thankful for all of them


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[Swampchickin234]

And that's what happens with auto correct from tapa talk.  Duck*.  Not but.   Lol.  Lol lol.   


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[Jroddc]

Bowguy and Jimmy Schaffer

[Tail Feathers]

I started out completely on my own.  After two or three seasons hunting my home property, I went on a turkey hunt in another part of the state. Up to that point, I only knew one guy who turkey hunted, and we had never talked turkey.  But I met a couple of true turkey addicts on a Central Texas Rio hunt and we've traveled somewhere together every year since, even getting our slams together.
So after a self-taught start, over the years I've learned a lot from our own firedup on this board here and our buddy Joe.