Took a young man on his first turkey hunt yesterday afternoon for our Youth WMA hunt. I struck a Tom about 5 pm and brought him in from around 300 to 75 yds by 5:45.
The boy was shaking like a leaf and breathing like Seabiscuit in the final turn. It started dumping rain on us before we could close the deal at about 5:50 and he walked off. I suspect the baseball sized rain drips down his neck and ours had something to do with him turning. The 3" Titanium sweet talked him all the way in from his afternoon foray.. Love this thing..
