On the Trail With Mark Kayser

Severe thunderstorms, tornadoes, winter storm warnings; it sounds like the elements that win Weather Channel forecaster's daytime Emmys. Unfortunately it's what you and I have been dealt for a spring turkey season.

Are you tired of hearing about government overspending, government shutdowns and the lack of compromise? You and I have to live within a budget, so why can't the government get that through their thick heads?

Most of us are in the early stages of the turkey season and there's plenty of season left. If you're having a difficulty like me in setting time aside to get some grilling fodder, put your deer trail cameras to use to expedite your hunt when time allows.

Spokespeople for GoDaddy.com said the boycott has had "no significant change in business." I'm keeping my account open. These days, finding a CEO who appreciates hunting and firearms is as rare as a PETA member joining me for lunch at KFC.

Judging from the comments section posted from last week's shed hunting blog, a few of you are in a shed antler quandary. If you're having problems finding shed antlers as suggested by some readers, here are a few reasons you might be coming up short.

If you read my last blog and have an interest in picking up a shed antler or two, I'll be hitting the seminar trail this coming weekend and next. Guess what I'm talking about? Yes, it's all about shed antlers.

Spring shed hunting gives you great insight on what happened since you left your favorite hunting spot. I found numerous deer carcasses in one location. And since all the dead bucks I discovered had already shed their antlers, I surmised a late storm put the final whammy on stressed deer right before the spring break.

To keep the animals active, it appears someone tossed in a horse toy and the bull somehow pierced it, and is now wearing it like a Christmas ornament.

I don't have to ask you if you've noticed the price of gas lately. It's been rocketing skyward like a rooster pheasant with a 1-year-old yellow Labrador on its tail.

Whether you’re battling ice, subzero weather, gloomy days or feet of snow like my good friends in Minnesota, it’s cabin fever time of year.