Monday, April 28, 2014

Turkey Season Number One

I killed this tom on Friday, April 18 up on Will Beitlich's ridge.  It weighed in at 24 pounds with a 9-inch beard and 1-inch spurs.

This sixth grader, Nate Busteed of De Soto with the bird he shot after school on Tuesday, April 22 while hunting with his dad, Pat Busteed.
El picked these on afternoon along the ridge road in mid April

Donnie's new big boy toy, a Case 210 - you can see Kathy by the left tire.

El and her sisters Kathy and Barb on Donnie's Case 210

some cold fungi I photographed on April 16

Grouse Hollow Journal for the week of April 24, 2014 by Greg Koelker

Grouse Hollow Journal for April 24, 2014 by Greg Koelker

When I first went out on the patio to check the weather on Wednesday morning last week, I almost went back to bed. I could hear wind roaring through the tree tops up in the woods. I would have if the coffee wasn't almost done. The horizon in the east was beginning to show the ridgetop horizon in silhouette as I drove along Chipmunk Ridge Road and turned off on a side road on my way to the back way onto our ridge. After bouncing over a nearly a mile on dirt field roads, I parked at my favorite opening-morning-of-turkey-season spot in a corner of our property. I poured myself a cup of coffee from the thermos and sat on the tailgate of the Ranger to listen. There was wind, but it was toning down a bit. There it was, the first gobble of the morning, probably over on the next hill top. I sipped my coffee and more gobbles came. I dumped my cup, slung Wilma, my 10 gauge turkey special shotgun over my shoulder, picked up my boat cushion and camo possibles belt, and tucked a couple turkey decoys under my arm. Thus laden, I crunched and slid to the other end of the place half-a-mile away. There was snow and mud everywhere. The day before we had almost three inches of new snow.

I had to stop and repack my load several times before I got to the spot I figured to try and ambush my tom. I set up my decoys, a jake and a hen, as if the jake were breeding the hen. I saw this in the Wisconsin Outdoor News last week. Theoretically, the mating decoys are supposed to anger a tom who sees it, making it charge right in to chase away the jake. In the article, Vernon County Fisheries Biologist, Jordan Weeks took a dandy gobbler using this set up. I set up against a tree behind a blow down some fifteen yards away. My camo boat cushion kept most of my backside dry, but as I was sitting in snow, after awhile it was clear that it wasn't going to keep said body part very warm. I was wishing I had that cup of coffee back.

After a bit, I used my Knight and Hale lonesome hen call, to announce our position to any of the gobbling toms close enough to hear, and there were a bunch with at least three really close! They all started gobbling at once. It sounded like they all started coming in too. Ya gotta love opening morning. I could determine one gobbler coming in from behind me from down in the Stairway Hollow, one coming from the front from the Grouse Hollow, and one coming from my right from the Corner Woods. I was thinking, “Come on boys, first come first serve.” I only called once more. I held Wilma up on a knee until my hands started to fade and my legs ached. I had to reposition a bit to keep the blood flowing. Then it got quiet. Nothin', nada, nobody home. What the heck? I called again. Did I spook them?

Then I saw him, or should I say I heard him and then saw. This was a long beard and he was angry. I could see him stretch out his neck and gobble in the direction of my decoys. He strutted, fanning out his tail feathers while walking back and forth right on the horizon some 60 yards away. I could hear him cutting and purring, or was that the blood pounding in my temples? I love hunting turkeys, but this moment in turkey hunting is the best, when you know you have one coming in to your calls. The big bird came closer a few steps. I had my gun up and I waited. There were downed trees and brush and distance to contend with. For half-an-hour, the “angry” or jealous tom, repeated itself, gobbling and strutting and moving just a little bit closer. My patience was growing thin, my body hurt, and Wilma had tripled in weight by now. I had picked a spot for the shot, a hole through the trees and brush I figured would be perfect, or at least close enough. Finally, when the bird went behind the tree, I shouldered Wilma, cocked the hammer, and aimed for the opening. The tom, didn't come out. “Oh no, nuts. Did he pick me up? @#$!” It gobbled again, strutting just out of sight. Then it moved into the spot. I know I rushed my aim, and I was shooting wrong-handed to get the angle. When I fired, the tom leaped into the air striking out with his spurs and claws and flapping its wings as if to fight. Then it just dropped to its feet and turned and warily walked away. “What?” I called again, but the bird was gone. I must have shot low. I felt like an idiot for not being more patient and making a better shot. I searched for almost two hours to no avail. I called it quits for the day.

On Thursday morning it was cold and windy. I set up along a field in some slash and stumps left from fall bull dozer work. When I put my stuff down, three turkeys flapped out of some nearby pines. It seemed that every time I moved to get more comfortable, more birds took off. Eventually, I think at least 20 turkeys had been in those pine trees. One was a crazy gobbling tom. It gobbled for at least 45 minutes before it flew down, probably 60 yards from me and then shut up. I called some and far off a tom answered. I was about to move and make a pass at that bird, when a gobbler answered just down the hill from me. It gobbled again, coming closer. I waited, ready to finish this. It was quiet for a bit, and then a gobble came from 10 yards away. I know I started, moving just a tiny bit, but come on . . . I never saw the tom. I heard again a bit farther away. It kept gobbling. I tried calling softly. Nothing. I finally got up and tried to see it, but nothing. Still it was exciting.

On Friday morning, it was perfect. Clear and cool, little wind. I set up and moved three times. At the third spot, I managed to get three gobblers going - along with some hens. I called aggressively after awhile and they gobbled, but didn't come in any closer. After an hour of this, I decided to just be silent. The sun was warm and the seat pleasant enough that I drifted off. I am not sure how long it was before I was startle awake by a nearby gobble. I slowly scanned the area and finally saw the tom in the corn field maybe sixty yards away. It was angry at my decoy set up but wasn't trusting it either. The bird gobbled, strutted fanning his tail, purred and putted; it didn't come closer. I just enjoyed the show. It worked his way up the corn field to the horizon and then just kept on sounding and showing off. I tried some quiet calling, but the bird was having none of it. I waited a bit after the bird went over the hill, and decided to try and call it from around the point. I scrambled out of the brush and around the end of the corn field, crouching over (as much as I can crouch) and stopping every little bit to stand straight and take a peek over the next rise. I maybe went 75 yards like this when I heard a gobble, just ahead. I stood up with my gun up, and there it was, all fanned out heading back the way it had come. This time the shot was good and the tom died with little fanfare except for a fist pump by me and maybe a tad more spring in my step. I got the pickup and then sat on the tailgate with a cup of coffee and my phone and registered my bird. The computer registrar is a bit annoying, but it worked and I could just go home rather make a trip to La Crosse to register my bird. It weighed in at 24 pounds with a 9-inch beard. Ellen is going make roast wild turkey and mushroom and wine gravy over wild rice one of these next days.


Until next time, get out - the Stoddard Bergen Fire Department Big Walleye Tournament is this weekend and Gordie is coming to fish with me. Should be another story to tell. Enjoy.

Tuesday, April 22, 2014

Grouse Hollow Journal for April 17, 2014 by Greg Koelker


Grouse Hollow Journal for April 17, 2014 by Greg Koelker

We have been waiting and watching the computer and phone all week to see and/or hear about Mark and Whitney's latest adventures. Whitney traveled to Nicaragua with a contingent of the Children's Global Alliance last week, riding herd on a group of teenagers that she guided through raising money for their trip and collecting for the school. The group planed to spend time working with and for some handicapped children, bringing them much needed clothing, fixing up the place, and spending quality time with these very much under privileged children. The group leader posted on Facebook, “Overwhelmed with inspiration, love, passion, and gratitude. The last 5 days were so amazing, wonderful people, precious kids, and life changing memories. Thank you to the students who traveled with us, thanks to Whitney Koelker and Lisa-Marie . . . for being awesome, brilliant, passionate, inspiring co-leaders, and to everyone who has helped and supported . . . ” Whitney and her group got back in Denver Sunday.

Her better half, was in Alaska. Mark and a couple friends, including Mike Hood formerly of La Crosse, flew up to Anchorage last week to spend some time winter camping, snowmobiling, exploring, photographing, and snowboarding on a glacier near Valdez. He called us from Valdez the night the Badgers got eliminated from the big dance. He said they were having a huge blizzard, but he hoped they could move their return flight back a couple days and get back out on the snow. They had snowmobiled over 150 miles the first two days and the riding was fantastic. He said the nights were pretty cold, but he is livin' his dream.

While Mark and the guys were driving the 6 hours from Valdez to Anchorage to catch a plane home, Mark called my cell. It was pretty loud at the time, as Ellen and I and Whitney's folks, Randy and Dawn Swenson were enjoying the blue grass and tricked up folk tunes and excitement of Von Stomper at Leo and Leona's up at Newburg Corners. Mark responded, “I love it! Tell the band hi for me.” While the band hails from Fort Collins, Colorado, one of the musicians is Luke Callen formerly of La Crosse. His mom Mary is one of the “cow girls” at the Flying Horse Stable. Another of the band members is Wolf Von Elman, formerly of Avon, Colorado where we first met him. Wolf became friends with Mark when Mark was 20 and Wolf was 14. Wolf's mom knew Mark from work and asked him to watch over their home and high schooler while they were away on a trip. I remember wondering, “Who is going to watch after Mark?” Anyway, a great friendship grew between Mark and Ben and Wolf, they called him Girge, over the years. Ben and Girge played together for a time in the Vail valley and made some great music together. After high school, Wolf went off to music school in New York and just now finished his Masters in Music Therapy, finishing up an internship where he worked with autistic children and others. He's a great kid and a fantastic singer and musician. Von Stomper is off to St. Paul today (Monday) but plans to come back through La Crosse and yours truly is going to get together with them and jam a bit! You can check out Von Stomper at www.vonstomper.com.

Now that Ellen and I are retired, we are discovering that we have time for projects, well sort of anyway. So we also started a project to paint and carpet our bedroom and replace our ancient maple stair rail with oak; that is coming together this week. After a couple of weeks of shopping for carpeting, a bedroom set and mattress, paint, trim, and a new oak stairway parts, El and I tore out the old carpet, that had been in place before we moved in almost 37 years ago. She pulled staples and nails while I tore out the old floor, door, and window trim. While checking out Miller Wood Working up on County O, Dan Miller recommended his son Roman as the guy to hire to install our new stair railing and trim. Roman and his horse Missy showed up on time and he went right work, tearing out the balusters, hand rail and stair trim. I was impressed with his thoughtful approach to measuring and cutting. Ellen had to come and go a couple times while Roman was working and one time when she got back, she asked him how it was going. He dryly replied that he was “learning a lot from Greg.” Hmmm. . . Anyway, the stairs are going to be great when the new carpet is in. Our old friend Randy Ehrler has been here preparing the bedroom walls for spraying with an orange peel finish so we can paint and get the new trim back up before the carpet installers get here later this week.

Oh yeah, I also did a portrait session with the Ben Stillwater Trio on Saturday. Country music artist, Ben Stillwater, formerly from Montana, now from Osseo has toured with numerous country shows, he has three albums out, Front Door of Home, Montana in the Spring, and Giddy Up Truck. He also produces and stars on the Giddy Up Country Music TV show. Ben’s TV show is called “Giddy Up,” and features cast of cowboys and cowgirls. Ben plays a character called Sheriff Stillwater on the half-hour program, which includes Western skits and loads of country & Western music, as well as music videos. Singer and guitarist Cindee Jean of Red Wing and Tom Baker of De Soto, who plays the stand-up bass, make up the trio. When he was leaving, Ben gave me a Cd of Montana in the Spring. It's great old time country. You can check them out at www.benstillwater.com

I'll add that you can see some of Mark and Whitney and Von Stomper's pictures on Facebook if you like.


Until next time, get out - after the Von Stomper show on Sunday night we came home to a dark and stormy coulee. Ellen first said, “Uh oh,” when she saw a light at the bottom of our driveway. That proved to be Gregg and Jake Sikora who had just come over to see if we had power. We didn't. Ellen had a flashlight in her coat on the porch and opened the door. She got around the big Coleman battery lantern while I got a flashlight and rain coat to go out and take car of Scout. El and I had something to eat and a cocktail by lantern light while we waited for the power to come on. I was thinking about Roman and other Amish who do without electricity all the time. I couldn't. Much thanks to the Vernon Electric crew who had to go out in such a lousy night to get the lights back on for the rest of us. You folks are appreciated. Enjoy.

Monday, April 14, 2014

Grouse Hollow Journal for the week of April 10, 2014 by Greg Koelker

Grouse Hollow Journal for the week of April 10, 2014 by Greg Koelker

I have been hearing the occasional gobble up on the ridge on the frosty mornings lately. Ellen and I have seen a few birds about - emphasize few, after not seeing any all winter. This weekend, is the annual Youth Turkey Hunt. I know my young friend Jake Sikora and his dad will be out chasing the wily meleagris gallopavo. I plan on getting out next week when my season opens. I won't have to wrap up so I can get to work on time this year, so I hope I have a story to tell. Can't hardly wait.

Anyway, on Monday next, (April 14) the Wisconsin Conservation Congress and DNR will hold their annual county by county fish and wildlife rules hearings and delegate and advisory votes. The Vernon County meeting is at 7 PM at Viroqua High School. I thought some of you might be enticed to attend if I did a summary of the highlights of the proposals. Here it is:

One proposal will surely be controversial, at least in lake country. The question has to do with whether or not to allow statewide trolling on inland waters. There will be much gnashing of teeth over this one I think. The trolling rule change is the only proposed specific rule change to be voted on at the 2014 hearings. Although, according to the website, “However, people interested in natural resources management have an opportunity to provide their input by advisory vote and testimony to the Department of Natural Resources and the Conservation Congress on many other advisory questions that may affect future fish and wildlife regulation.”

What goes on is basically covering three major areas: elections for county Conservation Congress delegates, DNR proposed wildlife and fisheries rule changes, and Congress proposals for possible future rule development.

The delegate part is basically electing or reelecting someone from Vernon County (or whichever you might attend) to represent the county on the Wisconsin Conservation Congress. As a hunter and fisherman, I think those of my ilk should be there to help make sure the delegates elected are not anti hunting types. There is one 2-year term and one 3-year term available for each county. Attendees at the annual county meeting have the opportunity to nominate themselves or another resident. Citizens of that county in attendance at the meetings then have the opportunity to vote on the nominees.

New at the spring hearings for 2014, are the annual spring deer herd status meetings. The powers that be say that the herd status meetings are intended to provide an early opportunity for hunters and other interested individuals to discuss the current status of the deer herd and ask other deer management questions. Accordingly, local wildlife biologists will present information about new deer hunting rules and regulations that were recently adopted as part of the deer trustee report's two-year management review. After all the rumors and negative press new rules have received it should be interesting to hear what the facts are, from the horse's mouth so-to-speak.


The Congress and DNR says that “attendees at the hearings and meetings will also get the chance to help shape future panfish, trout and bass fishing management in Wisconsin. Reviews of panfish and trout management and regulations are underway, and DNR will soon be launching a review of bass management.”

"The spring hearings provide another vital avenue to gauge desires from our angling partners attending the hearings," says Jon Hansen, a DNR fish biologist involved in an ongoing panfish management planning effort and a leader of a coming effort to review bass management and regulations quoted on the web page. "Public input has thus far revealed a mixed bag of interest regarding how we manage panfish, but most of the attention has been on statewide regulation changes. The upcoming spring hearing questions build off what we have learned so far by asking attendees whether they want to attempt to manage for larger panfish on individual lakes that are currently not meeting management goals," he says.

Bass questions focus on an increasing interest in using regulations that liberalize harvest but protect larger bass, with one of the questions attempting to get an updated perspective on what anglers consider a "trophy bass," Hansen says. "Responses from the hearings will help inform our coming effort to review what bass regulations we have in Wisconsin and how they are applied to the diverse array of lakes we manage."

Finally, there will be a number of advisory questions allowing anglers to weigh in on ideas for expanding fishing opportunities by extending trout seasons.


The DNR wildlife advisory questions include whether people who fail to apply for limited draw hunting or trapping permits for three or more years to maintain preference points they have previously acquired and whether people who have missed a limited draw permit application should still be allowed to apply for a preference-point-only. Other questions include whether Wisconsin should allow the use of foot cable restraints during the latter potion of the furbearer harvest seasons, beginning on December 1.

I like the idea of establishing a single hunting stamp which would be purchased by all hunters but would be less expensive, earmarking funds for waterfowl/wetland, pheasants/grassland, and turkey management purposes as in the past and allowing any additional funds to be available for forest management and hunter recruitment. This idea put forth by the Natural Resources board would replace the separate stamps for turkey, pheasant, waterfowl, inland trout and Great Lakes trout and salmon. For me it is a no brainer; however, the Natural Resources advisory question related to restricting deer baiting and feeding 10 days before and during the traditional nine-day firearm season and legalizing the harvest of white and albino deer statewide is going to cause some angst, up north anyway.

The Conservation Congress has a large number of advisory questions including whether to ask the Wisconsin Legislature to give the Wisconsin Department of Natural Resources authority to develop a hunting season for tundra swans, offering additional deer registration opportunities to include in-person, phone in, or online, and allowing the owner of a hunting dog the ability to retrieve their hunting dog without landowner's permission.

FOR MORE INFORMATION: on the fisheries questions Tim Simonson, 608-266-5222; on wildlife questions - Scott Loomans, 608-267-2452; on Conservation Congress - Kari Lee-Zimmermann at (608) 266-0580. My source for all this is the Wisconsin DNR Website at http://dnr.wi.gov/news/Weekly/Article_Lookup.asp?id=2873.

Until next time, get out - we saw a robin pulling a worm out of some brown but muddy grass this week. I talked to a young Amish boy about ordering night crawlers when he starts getting them and he said some of his neighbors had their signs up already. On Sunday, I observed that the river has risen sharply at Genoa from Thursday last. Let us hope the mighty Mississippi takes it easy on us; Ma Nature has been nasty enough for the both of them. I have to add that last year at this time, the neighbors were finding morels. Anyway, time to get Wilma out and cleaned up for the hunt. Spring has sprung, I guess. Enjoy.


Saturday, April 5, 2014

Grouse Hollow Journal for the week of April 3, 2014


Grouse Hollow Journal for the week of April 3, 2014 by Greg Koelker

After coming out of her long winter's hibernation, the Mississippi Queen growled to life, almost instantly on Saturday morning. I previously carried my boat batteries up from the basement and reinstalled them in the back of the boat. I tied some new hair jigs on my walleye rods.

After a stop at The Captain's in Genoa for bait, Vince and I got on the river. Karen Clements told us that the fishermen on the barge had done well on Friday, but that Mark Clements had called from the fishing barge and said it was real slow that morning. The Corps had opened up some roller gates and there was a great deal of cloudy water filled with debris, no doubt flushing out some fish and making others hunker down. It was beautiful though.

When we got to the landing at 4 PM, there was a general exodus of fishermen. Not much was happening fishing wise at least. We solved the problems of the world and saw one successful fisherman, a bald eagle swoop gracefully down and lift off with a dripping 9-inch fish in its talons. Very cool. We got a rock.

It is finally warming up, but this last winter of our discontent still hangs on in our memories. Like back in October when I got back from North Dakota. Ellen told me how it seemed like the house letting some w
Vince with only catch of the day.


Scout takes a break while on a walk with me on one of the warm days.
ind in. On some days this winter, we both noticed how much harder the geo-thermal AND furnace had to run because of the cold and wind. For two winters we never burned any LP in the furnace, except in the gas fire place. With a summer fill, LP was a bargain. This winter, we had to fill up twice to the tune of about a grand - and we were the lucky ones. The LP barons told the country that there was a shortage caused by the cold winter and farmers drying grain in the fall after a wet harvest, yada yada yada . . . All the while the LP companies were still selling US produced LP overseas. According to the Rueters New Agency in an article at the end of January, “As millions (in the US) suffer from the supply squeeze and sky-high prices, government data shows the fuel was being exported at historic levels at the end of fall and analysts say the pace of sales abroad was maintained into the new year.”

Anyway, over the years, I thought we did an awful lot to tighten up our old farm house, new low-E windows, R36 blown fiberglass in the attic, foam wrap, Tyvec wrap, lots of Great Stuff foam, more attic ventilation, insulation in the walls, etc. At the Vernon Electric Coop meeting in February, I picked up an energy audit rebate form, so last week we got an energy audit. Dave Ware of Warm House Co. worked on assessing our home for about 3 and a half hours, using a whole house blower, infra-red camera, and observation. He checked the outside, the inside attic, basement, all the windows, etc. We found so many leaks, if this were a boat, we would have gone down before the Titanic even set sail. Dave had lots of good advice, realistic suggestions of what his company might do for us, and he was quick with returning his audit and a bid for the work that may button us up a little better before the polar vortex strikes again.

Now the audit was eye opening, but the really good part about it is that it was free. Yup, Dave gave me his bill and I submitted it to Vernon Electric with a rebate form I printed off their web site. For this energy audit, they rebate just what Dave charged me. Vernon Electric will also rebate 25% of the cost of the fix up to $1,000! So, now you're talking what could be real money. Now that I know, the Energy Audit is a no brainer in my opinion. Anyway, we hope to have Dave and Warm House Company here later this spring - it is spring, right?


Until next time, get out - Ellen and I got our fishing licenses and I bought my spring turkey license and stamp on Sunday. The youth season is this weekend! My season is next week. The birds are out and about a bit too. Don't forget to attend this year's Conservation Congress and DNR fish and game hearings next week either. The Vernon County one is on Monday, April 14 at Viroqua High School at 7 PM. Enjoy.