Well I heard 5 distant gobbles all day. Otherwise a beautiful morning. I sat down to take a break at the top of the river hill and gave some calls out hoping to atleast get a courtesy gobble from across the river.
Low and behold I hear footsteps walking up the mountain to me. I can only see about 20 yards below me because of the topography. I gave some calls and nothing. Mind you I am not sitting against a tree or anything. Shortly I have a red, white, and blue head pop up from below. I then see a fan pop out. I knew it was a Jake. I then see a second bird and can tell its a hen. The bird walked to about 15 yards and I could not resist. Smacked him with now vintage extended range 6's.
He weighed 15# 1 oz. I am quite a bit supprised by that. In my area jakes are usually 13# or less and 2 year olds are sometimes less than 15#. He had normal Jake spurs and a 3 3/8" beard.
All and all I am happy. Though only a Jake he is a public land mountain bird from an area with low to moderate population.
I will be back at it Monday for a longbeard.
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