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Another hunter moving in on your set

Started by fallhnt, March 23, 2016, 08:34:50 PM

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uarobert

Quote from: steveo on March 23, 2016, 08:37:51 PM
I get nervous when I see this and talk loud if within earshot, I want to make sure they know I'm there ! No turkey worth getting shot over.

100% this

J.D. Shellnut

The few times I've had it happen I just whistle like a quail. It's a natural sound but you don't hear it often where I live so it gets a hunters attention. And if a bird hears it and the other guy didn't spook him your still good.
60% of the time it works every time!

Ozarks Hillbilly

Several years ago I was hunting a large transmission line rite of way that crosses through a few miles of National forest land. I had gotten there early and started humping in way before day light to get to where I wanted to break day. As luck would have it two gobblers roosting together had fired back some angry gobbles to a pack of Coyotes that had finished a predawn serenade. I got on the same ridge as they where roosted and waited until gobble time to get a better bead on them. When they sounded off again they were roosted maybe 150 yards west of the rite of way out on the side of the ridge. There was a old road that went out the ridge just south of where the birds where roosted but I didn't want to risk get any closer to them. I just backed up across the rite of way and sat down. I was just getting settled in when I see a hunter walking up the power line from the same direction that I had just came. I whistled at him twice and either he didn't hear me or acted as if he didn't anyway. He hit the old road that headed out the ridge towards were the birds where roosted. I just stayed put and soon I threw a few yelp towards the birds and they fired back. I waited until I thought they where on the ground and called again and they cut the call. I heard the other hunter calling as well but could tell the birds where moving my direction. Not sure if the other hunter had been seen or if they liked me better or if they just wanted to head my way. For whatever reason they were headed towards me and I kept pouring it on them and they where eating it up. About the time the birds where fixing to come into view I had my gun up safety off I catch the other hunter coming out the old road fixing to step into the rite of way. The Hunter and the turkeys hit the clearing about the same time and about 75 to 100 yards apart. The lead gobbler stepped up on a old log to cross out into the rite of way and I cut him a flip. I didn't see what the other hunter did when my gun went off but I wished I would have. As I had my foot on the gobbler neck the other hunter came over to take a look at the bird I asked if he heard me whistling at him. He just had a sheepish look on his face and started back down the trail from the direction he had came.

Spurs

Several years back (when I was in my teens) on a public area, I had a mid morning gobbler sounding off on his own roughly 300 yards from me.  I rushed to the edge of a small food, put out a flambeau hen deke about 30 yards into the food plot (everyone had one of those hideous things...lol), and setup about 5 feet into the woods.  I made one soft call and he returned with a triple gobble about 150 yards away. 

As I sat there in silence for only a few moments, I caught movement from the opposite direction in the food plot.  It was an older man walking towards me.  He walked within 10 feet of my deke....no way in hell he could have missed that ugly thing.  At that point I did a deep "hey".  He stopped, looked straight into my eyes, and marked on.  Now remember, I was maybe 17-18...still in HS.  I just sat there, dumbfounded.  He went to the end of the plot, into the woods, and started calling. 

I got up and left.  Shortly later, I heard the gobbler closing the distance, then a few minutes later...BOOM!!! 

I can assure you that will never happen to me again...one of us will receive butt woopun


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Happy

Public areas are a pretty sure way to meet some pretty ignorant people. I have more bad experiences than would fit on this page. However I have been privileged to meet a few gentlemen that had a sense decency and have had some good conversations. The only sad thing is that they have all been older gentlemen which doesn't say much for our younger generation. My rule of thumb is first come first serve. I make it a point to be back in at least a mile before dawn. That alone saves me a lot of aggravation. If some else is working a bird I stay the heck out of the area. Treat others the way you would like to be treated. Doesn't usually work that way though.

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Spitten and drummen

Yall are saying public. I hunt on a 1200 acre lease with 5 other guys. We sign in on a board. First come first serve. This a.m.  I had a bird gobbling and I was waiting him out when I hear this clown blowing a mouthcall. He had came in where I had signed out for. He had came in about a 100 yards from me.  Man I was pissed. Ain't much I can do about it because the guy put over the turkey hunting is his buddy. I don't move in where someone is trying to work a bird , however consideration and respect is almost completely gone.
" RANGERS LEAD THE WAY"
"QUEEN OF BATTLE FOLLOW ME " ~ INFANTRY
"DEATH FROM ABOVE " ~ AIRBORNE

fallhnt

I have also warned off hunters before light ,with a flash light,when I see them coming. I to have backed off before light when I see flashlights.
When I turkey hunt I use a DSD decoy

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        :OGani:
I HUNT PUBLIC  LAND OTHER HUNTERS YES
BUT I LIKE THE CHALLENGE MAKES ME A SMARTER HUNTER
I THINK ITS ONLY GONA GET ALOT WORSE  LAND IS SHRINKING
AND THERES MORE HUNTERS SOME SMART ONES  AND ALLOT OF DUM ones
Sun Shine State { Osceola }
http://m.myfwc.com/media/4132227/turkeyhuntnoquota.jpg

noisy box call that seems to sound like a flock of juvenile hens pecking their way through a wheat field