gundog870
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Well were do I start! A long story. Last night at about 1/4 to ten I look and dad ans I am laying out me and noahs gear for the morning and ask dad where noahs tag is at. He was like, I thought you got it.. oops. So I run up to the only place in twon that sells em that late, and the girl didnt know how to use the machine cuz she was new. So I tell her to look out and I get on it.
I got my tag to print out but couldnt get noahs too. something go screwed up. my fault I didnt know how to enter someone who has never gotten a tag before. So they close. I call over to the closest 24 hour walmart. They get it to go through. We that place is 45 minutes away. I pick up some No-Dos and head out to get the tag. Get back around 2 and hit the hay.
Now it is 4:40 and Noah is ready to rock and we head out. We quietly shuffle and stumble to the blind that I went and set up at 11:00 after the gas station closed. Noah only fell down twice on the way in
Dang logs in the dark.
Its now five oclock and we are breaking Ice and cracking sticks. A classic youth hunt. Its pitch black and the birds are sounding off when we step on Ice.
We get in the blind. At 5:30 noah says can we get out the donuts. I was like aright. So for the next half our we listen to 8 toms gobble and eat donuts. I did a few tree yelps in there. With the woods erupting after.
6:15. Our donuts are almost gone. I see a black blob on the other side of the pasture across the river. cluck cluck purrr. GOBBLE GOBBLE!! were in business. I have two hens and the pretty boy/girl out. Here he comes he cant see the deeks yet.
Gets to the rivers edge. struts gobbles. Sees pretty boy, and the race is on. here he comes.
hes coming in the wrong way. stand up wap chairs, fumble around, drop calls, step on the donuts.
Noah is trying to get a bead on him, but he is shaking two bad. PTTT VVVVVVVVVVVVVV spitting and drumming. now he is at six yards, but out the other windows. Swap chairs.
He whacks the pretty boy. Its now on its side and the tom is on top pecking at his eyes. 10 yards. NOAH WHACK HIM. OK BOOM!! mind you his head is right one my 100 dollar decoy. Pretty boy takes a load of lead in the side. OUCH! I cluck, grab the gun and put in another shell. The tom starts humping the hens on her side. Noah relax! Shoot. BOOM pretty girl is wounded and breast feathers FLY!
The tom starts to walk away. I grab the gun and noah prepares to try again. 45 yards though. probably a bad choice on my part to let him. But I didnt relize it at the time. peppers him and he hightails it out of there. To live another day. noah is smiling ear to ear. telling me to call him back in. haha yeah right.
Noah gathers some feather and we took some pics. I will put them up later! He is beggin me to go after school. so i guess i will rush home after classes. AGAIN! GEEZ! Me and dad are teaming up tonight and tommorow morning.
END OF STORY!!
I got my tag to print out but couldnt get noahs too. something go screwed up. my fault I didnt know how to enter someone who has never gotten a tag before. So they close. I call over to the closest 24 hour walmart. They get it to go through. We that place is 45 minutes away. I pick up some No-Dos and head out to get the tag. Get back around 2 and hit the hay.
Now it is 4:40 and Noah is ready to rock and we head out. We quietly shuffle and stumble to the blind that I went and set up at 11:00 after the gas station closed. Noah only fell down twice on the way in
Its now five oclock and we are breaking Ice and cracking sticks. A classic youth hunt. Its pitch black and the birds are sounding off when we step on Ice.
We get in the blind. At 5:30 noah says can we get out the donuts. I was like aright. So for the next half our we listen to 8 toms gobble and eat donuts. I did a few tree yelps in there. With the woods erupting after.
6:15. Our donuts are almost gone. I see a black blob on the other side of the pasture across the river. cluck cluck purrr. GOBBLE GOBBLE!! were in business. I have two hens and the pretty boy/girl out. Here he comes he cant see the deeks yet.
Gets to the rivers edge. struts gobbles. Sees pretty boy, and the race is on. here he comes.
hes coming in the wrong way. stand up wap chairs, fumble around, drop calls, step on the donuts.
He whacks the pretty boy. Its now on its side and the tom is on top pecking at his eyes. 10 yards. NOAH WHACK HIM. OK BOOM!! mind you his head is right one my 100 dollar decoy. Pretty boy takes a load of lead in the side. OUCH! I cluck, grab the gun and put in another shell. The tom starts humping the hens on her side. Noah relax! Shoot. BOOM pretty girl is wounded and breast feathers FLY!
The tom starts to walk away. I grab the gun and noah prepares to try again. 45 yards though. probably a bad choice on my part to let him. But I didnt relize it at the time. peppers him and he hightails it out of there. To live another day. noah is smiling ear to ear. telling me to call him back in. haha yeah right.
Noah gathers some feather and we took some pics. I will put them up later! He is beggin me to go after school. so i guess i will rush home after classes. AGAIN! GEEZ! Me and dad are teaming up tonight and tommorow morning.
END OF STORY!!
