Well Muddy, I can't believe you didn't remember last seasons gut buster. We were both sitting in my DB blind in some ten year where we thought turkeys would cross feeding going to roost. There was a spot in the fence that would have been perfect to cross. This was also a woven wire fence. We see this group of turkeys working the creek line off in the distance. Instead of crossing where we could see them - where it was easy they decided to cross at the top of the hill where it was not so easy to cross. About 3 hens tried to fit through the woven wire fence. Their little beaners fit and they couldn't figure out why they couldn't fit through. They would lunge into the woven wire with their heads stuck through the fence thinking just a little harder and I can make it. The fence acted like a wrestling rope and pushed them back in the other direction just as hard as they lunged into it. This continued for probably 30 seconds which seemed like minutes. I tried to get the video cam setup on them in time, but was laughing too hard. Finally they gave up and flew the fence and went right above my blind by a few feet. If Muddy would have had the roof unzipped he could have touched one with his hand. He is a little taller than me you see.
Oh yeah on a more successful note: Muddy, my cousin, and I were walking in to this very small property. Muddy was calling and the other two of us had guns. We jumped a tom at about 10 yards or less out of the weeds. He takes off towards the timber and my cousin was the closest and muddy yells shoot so he did. The bird disappeared instanly - I thought he melon shot him. However I took off running like a bat out of #@!! to cut the bird off had he survived. I get around to the other field and see him trying to hide. I run up to where I saw him and stomped all the weeds and decided he had made the timber. I take off running on a logging road between two properties. I stopped and could hear him running through the thick brush. I ran ahead farther to cut him off in the field or to get him when he crossed the logging road. I made it to the end of the timber without seeing him. I was standing on the dike looking out into the field. I didn't see him anywhere and all of a sudden heard him right next to the fence. The woven wire didn't let him through and he took off running down the fenceline. He was only about 10 yards when I noticed him and didn't make it another 5 before my shotgun put him down for good.
Boy I love woven wire as long as it keeps them close to you and not keeping them away from you.
whats the dumbest thing you've seen turkeys do?
