First, let me get this out of the way. "Vidalia, Vidalia, Girl won't you tell me why! Sweet Vidalia, you always gotta make me cry!" Yes, I've had Sammy Kershaw on my mind ever since I found out I was going to be traveling to Vidalia, Georgia to hunt with Outdoor Militia®. The entire week prior to the hunt, I would randomly bust out singing the jam because I was so excited, and even though getting my first turkey didn't happen, Vidalia did not make me cry. I made forever friendships, shared countless laughs, and killed my first pig(s).
Destination - Vidalia, Georgia
I won't bore you too much with the recap of the drive down, but I will say this, it certainly included some calling and coffee. My drive was a short six and a half hours; I'm only kidding on the "short" part, but It was an enjoyable ride.
Friday Night Shennanigans
As soon as I arrived in Vidalia, I was greeted by Joe Paget and Conner Thigpen, two Georgia boys that are avid hunters. Joe owns Outdoor Militia® and Conner serves as Pro-Staff for the company. Also, Conner and his dad, Alan, own Gobbler's Ghost Custom Calls®. I will talk more about that later on.
Back to Friday night, the guys had a surprise in store for me; since I've never killed a hog either, the guys lined up a hog hunt for us to go on. After pulling up in the yard, I threw on my camouflage and we headed south to take care of a pig problem.
After getting settled in our prime time spot, about 50 yards from a corn feeder, it seemed to only take minutes for the pigs to arrive. Joe, Conner, and I were all holding an AR a piece, so we definitely felt like some annihilation was going to take place, and it most certainly did. Seventeen little piglets showed up. We waited on the sow to arrive, but after anxiously awaiting on her, we realized we were going to lose light, so we decided to unload on the little pests. Out of seventeen, we killed nine, so that's pretty good odds, I believe.
After our pig massacre, we took the piglets and skinned them. We had big plans for those little fellas, which included a smoker and some fine BBQ sauce.
Well, to be completely honest, we spent a little too much time around the fire on Friday night, so I can't promise you that we woke up chipper and ready to roll on Saturday, but we did manage to get to the woods prior to daylight, so I think that deserves some credit.
Conner's granddaddy allowed us to hunt in his little honey hole, and from what I hear, I should feel like a very special girl because he doesn't let just anyone hunt the property. As soon as we got out of the truck, it was like the woods awoke at the exact same time. The birds were chirping and in the feint distant, you could hear a turkey gobbling. Go Time.
Unfortunately, I think we all got a little too anxious because we scared a hen off the roost, and I'm afraid that may have also spooked the gobbler, too. We tried a few more places out that morning; however, we never had a gobbler come in commit. We were content with trying again the next morning. But until then, it was time to give some piglets a little attention.
Pork is What's for Dinner
Grilling good food with good friend
Wild Pork BBQ
Homemade Baked Beans
A selection of cold beer
Are you wondering what's on that pork?
Smoke over indirect heat with apple chips
Tony Chachere's Original Creole Seasoning
Spray liberally with vinegar periodically
After some time, wrap in tin foil, slather on BBQ Sauce, and let the magic happen. We used Hunters Pride BBQ Sauce in Original Flavor.
The Ghost Gobble
Another highlight from my weekend in Vidalia
I've heard of a ghost gobble before; however, I've never actually witnessed it happen. It's something I will honestly never forget. Conner, Joe, and I were posted up beside a very large field, and we had been sitting there for quite some time fantasizing about what we would be having for lunch. Suddenly, Joe says in a whisper, "There they are! Be still."
Sure enough, there they were; three jakes and one gobbler were walking into the field heading diagonally away from us. Conner started using the slate he had made personally for Joe to call them in closer to us. Conner is incredible using a slate and a mouth call. He is certainly one of the best I've ever heard. You can order a custom call here through the Instagram page by direct messaging the company.
When I say that Conner made those young turkeys put on a show, I 100% mean it. One was strutting and the dominant bird of the group was ghost gobbling. A ghost gobble is when the turkey makes the motion one would make when gobbling; however, a sound does not project from the turkey. It was so unique to see and made me giggle a little bit! Obviously, he didn't want the dominant bird of the area to hear him.
Sadly, we all noticed at the same time that the turkeys were distracted by a hen on the opposite end of the field. We were kicking ourselves for not having a decoy out there. Even though one didn't come close enough, it was still such an incredible experience to witness, and I will never forget it.
My trip to Vidalia, Georgia, didn't include me bringing home my first turkey, but in my opinion, it provided me with so much more. I will never forget the memories made and laughs shared between friends I plan to keep around for a long time.
Once again, I have to thank Outdoor Militia® for having me down for the weekend. These guys definitely understand the meaning of southern hospitality. This past weekend, I got to experience the true meaning of Outdoor Militia®; it's about the camardirie between family and friends that share the same passion for the outdoors. As the slogan goes, "whether it's killing deer, smoking pigs, busting birds or hooking fish, you can bet we are in." Will you join them? Check out their website and see what these guys are about and order some awesome merchandise!
Well, I hope you're looking forward to my next adventure. I will be back chasing the Alabama gobbler this weekend. Thank you for reading about my experiences in the outdoors!
Hey y'all! I'm Sydney Broadaway, and I hope you choose to follow along in my outdoors journey. The most important thing you could know about me is my love for God. He has given me the skills to pursue my passion of being a conservationist and hunter. If anything, I hope I can inspire others to grow closer to God and to the outdoors.