Well, it's over. I heard a few gobbles at daylight. Only one that seemed to have any heart. And all of them were tucked away on private land. It seems like we got hit even harder than normal by resident and nonresident hunters alike. It seems like everything on public is keeping quiet. Thats ok. If I was going to kill one, he was going to be coming in gobbling and strutting on public ground. I ended the season where about 5 weeks ago, I started it. It's where my boy had his first hunt and "almost" moment. When all we had in front of us was optimism and excitement. The cards had not been played and the possibilities were endless.I sat for quite a while and just reflected on things. Other than working a ton more than I was supposed to, it was about perfect. The main goals I had hoped to accomplish were taken care of. In hindsight, I am glad my boy didn't get to kill one his first time out. It was good for work for it a little. I had fun. I hope that's all what we are seeking when we are in the woods in the first place. It's time for me to get back to real life and start dreaming of next spring to pass the time. Thanks to all, and I hope everyone stays safe and takes care.
