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My Slam Experience

Chris Simon with her Ocellated Wild Turkey

NWTF member Chris Simon is a 57-year-old resort owner in northern Wisconsin, mother of two boys, triathlete and avid turkey hunter.

Mayan Ruins

Chris toured Mayan ruins after she bagged an ocellated turkey in Mexico.

Chris Simon Curassow

Chris poses with her curassow.

By Chris Simon, Park Falls, Wis.

In 2007, I decided to try for a Grand Slam in one year. I bagged an Osceola in Florida in March, a Merriam's in South Dakota, and an Eastern back home in Wisconsin in October. I still needed a Rio Grande to make my goal.

Then I read about the Mexican Slam and thought, If I accomplished that, I could try for all the slams — Grand, Royal, World and Mexican. So I called Scott Vance, the NWTF's assistant vice president of conservation programs administration, to ask about outfitters south of the border.

My significant other, Leon Duffrrin, and I headed to Mexico on April 1, 2008. We started hunting as soon as we reached LaMontana Ranch near Campeche City. I took a female curassow the first day. I hadn't planned on hunting curassow during my trip, but the season was open, and I wasn't sure when I'd have a chance to return to Mexico. I wanted to seize the hunt.

The next day, we road ATVs into the jungle to hunt ocellated turkeys, and that evening, I bagged an 11-pounder with 1¾-inch spurs. Leon took his the following day.

We still had a few days left for our stay at LaMontana, so I kept hunting and harvested a male curassow. Then we toured Mayan ruins and a preserve covered with ocellated turkeys that were practically tame.

Durango was the next stop on our Mexico journey, where we tried for a Gould's turkey. It proved to be our most challenging hunt. There were no guides, just Leon and me.

The birds didn't respond to calls. But I diligently sat in a blind, dressed in full camo, with temperatures in the high 90s.

After six hours of sweating, a tom quietly walked by, and I took him when he finally stepped into range. He weighed 22 pounds, had a 10½-inch beard and no spurs.

We headed toward the Texas border, near Monterrey, Mexico, to hunt Rio Grande turkeys. Without a Rio, I wouldn't have any of the slams I'd set out to get. I was more nervous about this turkey than any of the others I hunted in the last 15 or so years.

After waiting for nearly two hours, a few hens walked by. Then, about a half-hour later, a flock of hens, jakes and toms ran by our setup. My entire body froze, except for my heart, which was beating out of control.
I singled out a tom and waited for him to come within range.

I shot. I did it.

It may have taken me 13 months to complete my slams, but each hunt was an important part of the experience.

What's in a slam?

One of the biggest feats in turkey hunting is completing a slam. There are three slams — Grand, Royal and World — that are recognized in turkey hunting. The completion of a slam does not require the kills to take place in a single calendar year.

FYI > A curassow is a large jungle bird found in Mexico, but it is not a turkey. According to Scott Vance, the NWTF's assistant vice president of conservation programs administration, a curassow is similar to a wild turkey in size and that is primarily feeds on the ground and roosts in trees. Vance says Mayans have hunted curassows for food for centuries.