Let me start out by saying I have mainly been a lurker and not much of a poster on this site. I told myself a couple of years ago I was going to post more but....
I truly love this site and have learned a lot.
Anywho the season opened a couple of Saturdays ago but just now found the time to try and type out the story.
It was a beautiful clear morning and as I walked to my spot I could hear Gobblers in the distance.
I was a few minutes later than I wanted to be getting to my pop up that I had set at the edge of the tree line next to a pasture. I put my hen decoy out about 10 yards from my blind and then got setup inside.
Tried to sound like a sexy hen with my ole box call. Wasn't long and a bearded hen came at a fast walk towards my decoy, I think she was lonely! I debated about shooting her but decided not to. She milled around for quite a while feeding then moved on down the tree line out of sight.
I had not heard anything gobble close by and was starting to think maybe I should have taken a shot at the bearded hen, about that time here she is again. She hung around a few minutes but I stuck to my bows and let her walk.
A half hour or so had gone by with no activity other than me making a little noise with the call when a Gobbler comes strolling up from my right at a pretty fast walk...a bit out of my range.
He appeared a bit suspicious of my setup and walked on by then I hit him with a little hen talk and he fanned out and started strutting around... sorry will resume this later ,off to bed now