TheMadCatter
Well-Known Member
After a big day Thursday I was stomped on Friday! I couldn't get out of bed to save my life, why you ask? Because I had districts for track. I'll be running on the big blue Thursday and Saturday next week. With that being said, turkey hunting last night was a drag. I didn't see a single turkey or hear a single gobble, then again I did go out at 5:30pm Last night I set 3 alarms and told myself I need to go since this is the final morning I can hunt. I woke up at 4am then I hit the pillow and woke back up to my second alarm at 4:05 I rolled out of bed and made the hour trip to my hunting spot. I drove into the field and wanted to get closer (I'm super lazy today) and drove about 1/4 mile into the field. I get out and hear gobbles about 1/2 mile away on the other side of the fence. I figured nothing would be even close to where I was setting up. Where I setup the landowner took out Walnut trees, I sat in between two walnut logs. I was putting out my hen decoy I heard 3 gobbles probably 70 yards from me in the trees. I look over and it's light enough to see 5 birds total in the trees. I stuck my hen decoy in the dirt and headed back to the walnuts. I've never seen toms strut in the trees before and they were doing just that, which was pretty cool to watch for half an hour. About 6am two hens fly down clucking and the toms soon follow. I watch as they're at 100 yards (No idea I'm there or the decoy). One of the toms start closing the distance, 60 yards and then they all turn around and start going the other way. I thought this was my only chance I'm going to take this. I shot 3 times, the entire time they were just staring at me! On my third shot the tom dropped in his tracks and started flopping he then got up and flew but hit a small tree and didn't move after that.
23.5#
Spurs
1 1/4
1 7/16
Beard
9.5"
69.375
New tradition is to have a cat in all my harvest photos.
23.5#
Spurs
1 1/4
1 7/16
Beard
9.5"
69.375
New tradition is to have a cat in all my harvest photos.
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