Monday's rain prevented me from hunting, but I awoke this morning with focus. I was up at 4:00 AM and was in the turkey woods at 4:45. With legal shooting time coming around 5:30, I still felt pressed for time.
about a 10-minute walk to my hunting spot where I figured birds would be
roosting. I crept in quietly, but still managed to spook about 10 deer.
Seeing a good spot, I set out my decoys and placed my ground cushion
against a tree. Around 5:45 AM, I heard gobbling about 70 yards to my
There were at least 2 birds gobbling, so I answered with
some soft tree calls. Every time I called, I would get gobbles in
return. Things were looking good.
I saw one bird fly down from
its roost tree at about 6:15. After that, things were silent for about 5
minutes. I heard some clucking, so I began purring, cutting, and
yelping on my slate call. I then heard two turkeys gobbling big time --
and heading my way. Because the birds were to the left of where I
thought they would be roosting, I had to move a bit. After moving, I
could no longer see my decoys because of bushes. However, the decoys
still seem to be in the turkeys' lines of sight. Since I didn't want to
risk being seen, I switched to my diaphragm call. I yelped a couple
times, and the turkeys came running.
I saw the turkeys moving
behind a bush at 20 yards. I aimed my gun just passed the bush, made one
more call, and watched the first turkey step out. I saw his smallish
beard, but since I had no meat in the freezer (and because I had to go
to work), I squeezed the trigger. BOOM! He fell in his tracks. I then
saw his companion, a jake, run the other way.
I quickly jumped up
to retrieve the turkey. He was shot perfectly. I checked him in at
Bradways (15 lbs, 4.5-inch beard, 1/2-inch spurs), returned home to
shower and change, and was at work by 9:45 AM. Not a bad morning's work.
I can now sleep in (at least until 6:00 AM) the rest of week!