Cooter
Active Member
Sitting it out (video added)
Opening day didn't go well. Birds were gobbling well but they all were across the creek. When they flew down they headed north away from us. We came home and I took a nap while he went and played more video games
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That afternoon we headed to a different place. More fields and less timber than the morning sit. We get there At 4 to find the ag service spreading fertilizer in the fields. We waited them out and were setup around 5:30. Just in time to enjoy the rain. Logan was a trooper and we made it the rest of the day seeing 7 hens.
I awoke today at 3 again both days no alarm needed. Let the boy sleep till 4 and we got ready and headed out. We headed back to the set we left the night before. The moon was bright and they were already gobblin when we got there at 5. We settled in the blind he curled up on the ground for a 45min nap.
At 6:15 the neighbor where I was expecting the birds to come pulls in. Probably to scout for his up coming turkey hunt. I figured our day was shot but you just never know.
At 8 he was begging me to leave. I didn't have high hopes but I had already set my mind we were staying till 9 then move everything to a different spot for the afternoon hunt. It took some convincing but I got him talked into staying.
8:50 Low and behold I look to the west and see a bird standing in the fence line 400 yards away. I grabbed the call and gave a few yelps. I thought no way but I had to try. He came across the fence followed by his buddy. They were the two bully birds I have had been seeing run other toms around. This was the perfect senecio for the strutter and I was stoked I had him out.
They worked our way disappearing down into the bottom. A short while later they appeared in the field. Seeing the spread the race was on and they were in the decoys in no time. I don't know who was having more problems, me keeping the camera on them or him keeping the crosshairs on the bird. I forgot to bring the rest so he was struggling. I Kept saying shoot him shoot him not realizing the problems he was having. The bang comes and the bird drops to the ground wings flapping. Those who say that a bird that can't run can't fly are mistaken. The bird got air and was off. I baled out of the blind loosing sight of the bird with all my grace. We both started the search and found him laying in the hayfield.
He is still pumped. I am very proud of him and he is learning how to sit it out and things can happen. 12 hours in two days is a huge step for a 13 year old ..... at least I know it is for mine these were some cold ones to boot.
Great bird bud:way:
22lb
9.5 beard
1" spurs
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Opening day didn't go well. Birds were gobbling well but they all were across the creek. When they flew down they headed north away from us. We came home and I took a nap while he went and played more video games
. That afternoon we headed to a different place. More fields and less timber than the morning sit. We get there At 4 to find the ag service spreading fertilizer in the fields. We waited them out and were setup around 5:30. Just in time to enjoy the rain. Logan was a trooper and we made it the rest of the day seeing 7 hens.
I awoke today at 3 again both days no alarm needed. Let the boy sleep till 4 and we got ready and headed out. We headed back to the set we left the night before. The moon was bright and they were already gobblin when we got there at 5. We settled in the blind he curled up on the ground for a 45min nap.
At 6:15 the neighbor where I was expecting the birds to come pulls in. Probably to scout for his up coming turkey hunt. I figured our day was shot but you just never know.
At 8 he was begging me to leave. I didn't have high hopes but I had already set my mind we were staying till 9 then move everything to a different spot for the afternoon hunt. It took some convincing but I got him talked into staying.
8:50 Low and behold I look to the west and see a bird standing in the fence line 400 yards away. I grabbed the call and gave a few yelps. I thought no way but I had to try. He came across the fence followed by his buddy. They were the two bully birds I have had been seeing run other toms around. This was the perfect senecio for the strutter and I was stoked I had him out.
They worked our way disappearing down into the bottom. A short while later they appeared in the field. Seeing the spread the race was on and they were in the decoys in no time. I don't know who was having more problems, me keeping the camera on them or him keeping the crosshairs on the bird. I forgot to bring the rest so he was struggling. I Kept saying shoot him shoot him not realizing the problems he was having. The bang comes and the bird drops to the ground wings flapping. Those who say that a bird that can't run can't fly are mistaken. The bird got air and was off. I baled out of the blind loosing sight of the bird with all my grace. We both started the search and found him laying in the hayfield.
He is still pumped. I am very proud of him and he is learning how to sit it out and things can happen. 12 hours in two days is a huge step for a 13 year old ..... at least I know it is for mine
these were some cold ones to boot.Great bird bud:way:
22lb
9.5 beard
1" spurs
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