At the Las Cruses convention i took out a fellow from Ill. and called one in and he said he'd never seen one before so I kept calling it in. When I saw him draw his legs up to his chest I shut off the call and waved my hands and it wandered off. I think it came into about 6ft. Fun stuff. I was down from WA and didn't have a fur takers license and didn't know how they were classified in NM so let it pass.
Up in NV I was hunting with my nephew, we set up on a small mound with some badger diggings, when we started calling a big old boy would stick his head up out of the hole and look around. If we hadn't been sitting about 10ft on either side of his hole I suspect he would have gone to the call.
Those are the only two that have reacted to the càll.
Like others I see them out in the field but never tried to call one that I see., One young one I followed across a field, he'd scurry across the field and then try and hide behind something an inch across. I'd walk up on him and off he'd go to the next weed and hide. We did it about three times and I let him go his merry way.
Down at Ardel Grawes Trappers Days they had a game they played with a live badger in a cut down 55gal drum and you reached in, grabbed him, lift him out and drop him in another barrel. Fun times.
