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Started by Bottomland OG, April 01, 2024, 12:44:51 PM
Quote from: Happy on April 01, 2024, 06:51:11 PMQuote from: Bottomland OG on April 01, 2024, 05:20:05 PMQuote from: Happy on April 01, 2024, 05:07:32 PMWell crap. You gave it all away before I read the rest. Good-looking and Platinum level member of the Elitist clubLol!! Sorry about that.All good, but since you ruined my fun, I will throw another one out there. It's a real-life situation that happened to me.Good-looking and Platinum level member of the Elitist club
Quote from: Bottomland OG on April 01, 2024, 05:20:05 PMQuote from: Happy on April 01, 2024, 05:07:32 PMWell crap. You gave it all away before I read the rest. Good-looking and Platinum level member of the Elitist clubLol!! Sorry about that.
Quote from: Happy on April 01, 2024, 05:07:32 PMWell crap. You gave it all away before I read the rest. Good-looking and Platinum level member of the Elitist club
Quote from: Happy on April 01, 2024, 08:00:08 PMHere it is. You're standing on a high point just inside the woodline of a large field. It's just breaking daylight, and you are hoping to hear a gobbler to go after. It's been a good year. You're down to your final tag and have about a week to fill it. This field is pretty decent sized. Prolly 300 yards wide and 500 yards long. The first gobble you hear is a jake, across the field, and to your right. You don't really pay him much mind, straining to pick up a distant gobble if nothing else. You're so concerned with listening that the crack of a gun makes you jump. You catch a turkey flying towards you from the other side of the field, only to watch it fold up and hit the ground about halfway across. It's not dead, but pretty bad off. You hustle across the field and catch up to the turkey, and it's almost dead, so you put a boot on its neck and yell across the field to the person who shot it to come get their jake. About a half minute later, you hear them fire up an atv and take off at a high rate of speed. That leaves you sitting with a dead jake that you didn't kill. What's your move? Good-looking and Platinum level member of the Elitist club
Quote from: Greg Massey on April 01, 2024, 03:59:08 PMI see no need for one of the comments on this OP...
Quote from: Bottomland OG on April 01, 2024, 08:31:31 PMQuote from: Happy on April 01, 2024, 08:00:08 PMHere it is. You're standing on a high point just inside the woodline of a large field. It's just breaking daylight, and you are hoping to hear a gobbler to go after. It's been a good year. You're down to your final tag and have about a week to fill it. This field is pretty decent sized. Prolly 300 yards wide and 500 yards long. The first gobble you hear is a jake, across the field, and to your right. You don't really pay him much mind, straining to pick up a distant gobble if nothing else. You're so concerned with listening that the crack of a gun makes you jump. You catch a turkey flying towards you from the other side of the field, only to watch it fold up and hit the ground about halfway across. It's not dead, but pretty bad off. You hustle across the field and catch up to the turkey, and it's almost dead, so you put a boot on its neck and yell across the field to the person who shot it to come get their jake. About a half minute later, you hear them fire up an atv and take off at a high rate of speed. That leaves you sitting with a dead jake that you didn't kill. What's your move? Good-looking and Platinum level member of the Elitist clubThe first thing I would do is call dnr and we would have to go from there.
Quote from: Happy on April 01, 2024, 08:57:30 PMA reasonable answer. Keep in mind that there are two officers in the entire county. I know I didn't provide that info beforehand. I once called in and reported myself for tagging a deer incorrectly, and the officer couldn't believe that I was just trying to make it right and hadn't been caught. He told me he had more important things to do and to shut up and eat the deer.Good-looking and Platinum level member of the Elitist club