Lake Havasu Striper Derby - On May 16th, 2013 my fishing partner Bill and I from Chula Vista drove 7 hours to Lake Havasu to compete in the 30th annual Western Outdoor News Striper Derby. The weather was hot 102-104 degrees and so was the striped bass fishing. On Saturday Bill caught the first striper an 8 pounder and we finished the first day with 8 fish for a total of 41 pounds. We left for our fishing spot on Sunday at 3:30 am and began chumming anchovies around 4:15. At 5:20 Bill caught the first fist a 6 pounder.
Later that morning I caught back to back 5 pound stripers in minutes. We caught 10 fish that weighed 54 pounds that day. All fish were caught on Gamasu hooks and maxima line with Okuna bait casting rods and reels from Turners on Claremont Mesa. It was a fantastic weekend of fishing and we finished with a 2 day total weight of 95 pounds for a 2nd place finish among 115 teams.
"William Patterson (12 Year Old Hunter)" - My son 12 yr. old William Patterson is officially a hunter. In 2012 he shot his first pig, he shot his first California Buck; then at my cousin place in Texas the day before Thanksgiving he had what maybe the greatest day ever.
He shot a Doe in the morning with my cousin, then went down to the Lake and caught his first catfish. He then went out in the afternoon and shot his first Wild Turkey and then shot a nice 8 point buck. I really need him to start picking my lottery numbers.
"Dan's First Tom" - Hey guys, first off love your store. Here's me with my 1st Tom Ever!!!! In fact this is the first animal I've ever harvested. I live in Hermosa Beach, CA but this was taken in Los Padres National Forest. 21lbs, 11 1/2" beard, and inch long spurs! I was more stoked than I've ever been. To get it we stalked more than we called which I liked. I used a Mossberg 535 Turkey/Water fowl combo that I purchased from Turner's in Torrance and was more than pleased. Thank you Turner's
"White Sea Bass" - Caught my first White Sea Bass, on the back side of Catalina in May 2011. My gear was a Shimano rod with a Diawa reel. Both purchased at your San Bernardino location.
"Megan's First Boar" - Hi my name is Megan Choi, my dad is an avid hunter and I’ve tagged along on hunts with him and my Uncle since I could walk. I was coming up on my 12th birthday and as a special gift my dad offered to take me to his friend’s ranch in Paso Robles on my first Wild Boar hunt. I was so excited we went straight to Turner’s in Fountain Valley and signed up for the very next Hunters Safety course. After getting my hunter safety certificate, it was back to Turner’s Outdoorsman to buy my first license and pig tags. The next day we got on the road for our 4 hour journey to Pig Country. When we arrived, we put up our tents and un-packed all of our gear. Before the Afternoon Hunt we went up to a canyon behind camp and took a couple shots to make sure my Rifle was zeroed. As dusk approached and temperatures became a little more bearable we got ready to go out. That day we didn’t see anything except a huge rattlesnake and a lot of pig sign. The second day, my Dad woke me up at 4:30AM. We were hoping to see more activity in the cooler hours of the day than we experienced the evening prior. We got all ready and walked out to a small canyon right by where we were camping.
We sat there for about thirty minutes until it got light enough to see. Out of nowhere, a young boar trotted out of the brush. He was rooting around, eating and walking in and out of the brush. I was really worried that he wouldn’t stop moving long enough for a clean shot. The minute that thought entered my mind he stopped broadside giving me the perfect shot. My adrenalin was pumping, my heart was pounding and I couldn’t feel anything. I quickly found the pig in my scope and waited for my dad to signal me. “Shoot” he said. After that I squeezed the trigger and hit the pig a little higher and further back then I wanted.
I quickly reloaded my 260 and found him in my scope again. He was down, but my dad told me to be ready. As I watched through the scope he jumped up. Luckily I was ready and fired again. This time I hit him perfectly and he was down. We waited fifteen minutes and finally walked over to see my Boar. He was good sized about a hundred-twenty-five pounds and had one inch tusks. My dad drove the truck over we tagged him and headed to camp to get started on all the hard work. I want to Thank my Dad for a memory I’ll have forever and All the Guys at Turner’s Outdoorsman for Hooking us up with all our gear.