Minden Press-Herald

Tuesday
Sep 23rd

The Hunting Heritage Banquet is on the docket

Growing up in the south, I have always looked forward to spring and all it affords those who love to get into the outdoors to enjoy what the Good Lord has provided.

For me, that always meant that I'm spooling new line on my reels, getting them cleaned and lubricated, checking my tackle boxes taking inventory of what lures need new hooks and skirts and what needs to be replaced. Springtime means that bass, crappie and bream are headed for the shallows to spawn and wild horses couldn't keep me away.
At least, that's what the springtime outdoors meant to me until 1992 when against my better judgment I gave in to the gentle arm twisting of a fellow outdoor writer to give spring turkey hunting a try.

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