Hey guys, got lucky Sat. morning. A short story before my Sat. morning hunt.
Friday morning a buddy and I thought we had a plan. We got there way early, that area is so open you cannot move around much after it gets light. I would set up on one side of where the birds had been roosting and he would setup on the other side. A bird started gobbling and my buddy had picked the right spot. That bird gobbled a lot from the roost, when they flew down he were almost in range and the hens were right in from of my buddy. I hear the shot and see my buddy go and pick up the bird. I walk down to take a look and only then realize that's not my buddy. Someone had slipped in between us and shot the bird. Needless to say we had words and he apologized for ruining our hunt but said he didn't know we were there.
LIER, I found out later that day a friend of mine hunting on the adjoining farm had see the guy that morning and told him we were hunting that area.
Saturdays hunt.
I was hunting in the same place where I was messed up opening morning a week ago and again on this Friday morning. Owls were hooting but not a turkey sound, a little calling and still nothing. About 7:00 I see a gobbler come out of the woods and start across the field towards me. There is a low spot in the field and when he walks in there I lose sight of him. At 7:15 I hear a single gobble back in the woods. I give some clucks and a couple of yelps, no response. I sat there drink some coffee and eat a trail bar. About 8:15 I see a gobbler and a hen come out of the woods and start coming my way. When they see the decoys the hen stops but the gobbler goes into strut. When he comes out of strutt he starts running at the jake decoy, he stops and I take the shot. He was 24 steps away. I would've liked to see what he would do to the jake decoy but I wasn't taking any chances on getting messed up again. 23 lbs. 5oz. with a 11 inch beard and 1 inch spurs.
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