I remember my first turkey hunt. The Missouri turkey population had finally taken hold and was just starting to flourish.
Because of the small number of birds in our area when I was very young, I had no “expert” turkey hunter to learn from.
I had my dad, Glen Roux, to teach me the proper ways to deer hunt. Grandpa Guy showed me the value of a beagle on a rabbit track.
But there was nobody to follow into the timber after the wild turkey.
These days, this story is repeated regularly. I cannot begin to count the number of teenagers and adults that come to my seminars or see my shows and write me letters who indicate that they are beginning turkey hunters.
