Tales of Outwittery

[Jay]

Not a lot of reponse on this one. I think the Turkeys are kicken butt on this group. 

I thought this area wast to post stories about our kills that we make this year 2011. Not to make up stories like Jay will need to. 

Post stories about your kills, is exactly why I'm here to fill in all the open spaces.



'post

Thats okay you don't need to post your little bird here if you get one, it probably won't break our top 10 anyways     

Top 10? I've got at least 5 spots by default

[FullChoke]

Wednesday I slipped back into an area on a local WMA where I had heard turkeys gobbling in the past. I heard two gobble 10 times between them, but had to leave before we could get up close and personal.

Thursday morning. I had studied on these two toms all afternoon yesterday. I was exactly where I wanted to be, sitting on a listening log when the first one hammered in a pine thicket about 200 yards away. I moved into position where the pines met a hardwood bottom and set up. My first set of yelps from a Flextone Freak Nasty diaphragm call was answered immediately. I excitedly cut back at him and he hammered back. He continued to gobble on a skid row about 125 yards in the pines and would not make a move. Shortly it sounded like he was leaving out the back door, so I moved away about 50 yards and headed into the pines to get on the same skid row that I thought he was on. Just as I got to the skid row, he gobbled right at the tree that I had just vacated! I kicked myself for being so impatient and set out my ugly FeatherFlex hen decoy in the skid row and sat down at a pine tree about 20 yards away.

The gobbler answered every call I made, every time I scratched in the leaves, every time I purred and clucked to myself - but wouldn't move back to where he had just been. At one point it sounded like he was leaving. Then a miracle happened. The other gobbler that I had heard the day before started gobbling and heading in. He continued to get closer and his last gobble was off to my left about 75 yards on the other side of a beaver pond. I wasn't sure which way he would take around the pond, but I hoped that he would approach from the other side of the deke.

Moments later, I spot a black form moving through the pines. It was the gobbler that I had been calling to all morning. Apparently, he realized that he was about to lose the hen to this other dude and decided to make his move. He stepped out into the row, busted into a strut and started showing the hen what she was going to have to deal with in just a minute, if she played her cards right. He vogued for 30 seconds and walked right up to her and went into strut again. I slid the mouth call into position, lined up the sights, took a breath and PUTTED at him good and hard. He didn't move! I thought, "Alright, this time with feeling!" I bowed up on the call and putted for all I was worth. He finally got the message and stuck his head up. Our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ accepted him into glory .054 of a second later, if I've done the math right.

Statistics mean a lot to a turkey hunter, so here goes. He clocked in at 19.53 lbs, carried 1" & .9375" spurs and was swinging a 10.125" beard. A good 3 year old public land gobbler! He gave up the ghost at a distance of 20 yards from the barrel compliments of a Federal, Flight Control, HeavyWeight, 3", #7, 20 gauge yellow shotgun shell.

I have been hunting this WMA for a number of years, and this is the first tom that I have taken from it. I look forward to laying the pain on his buddy sometime soon.



Cheers.

FullChoke

[TrkyHntr]

Great story FC, and congrats on a fine bird.



Shane

[timbrhuntr]

Great story FC, and congrats on a fine bird.



Shane

Excellent !! 

[surehuntsalot]

finally my story from last friday(a week late)
The gobbling activity has been very slow around here since the season opened last weekend,almost didn't go,but I changed my mind. Got to the woods and headed to one of my listening spots,I waited and listened and listened.NOTHING was going on, finally around 7:00 a bird gobbled about 120 yds away on the edge of the river,I headed that way,closing the distance.
 He gobbled only 2 more times after he flew down (7:10),after he was on the ground,he gobbled 3 more times slowly moving my direction,I was watching for him,when a hen came walking out,then 2 more hens.
 I had no idea that there was any hens around anywhere close,finally he came around the brush into my shooting lane,the 2 hens closest to me were getting very nervous,all of a sudden out of no where a deer behind me "blows" and runs right down the hill where the birds are,the closest hen start putting and takes off flying.I get to looking and the gobbler is still standing behind a pine tree,he sticks his head out to look around and I tell mysels"it"s now or never"
The 20ga gets the job done at 35 yds. with "old school 3" Federal pre FC lead #5's"  at 7:30am
20 minutes from the time he flew down until I pulled the trigger.

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