Finding the bird I did a little fist pump and thanked God for these crazy demon birds from hell that he gave us. They rock my world and make me lose sleep. They torment me and tease me. They poop on me from roosted trees and alarm put for no reason other than to remind me that they are the eyes and I am not.
This one was a 2 year old, 1 inch hooks and a long beard. His chest was rubbed some so he got to pass on some turkey genes. My arrow was where it needed to be, shoved in the opposite wing. I pulled out my Meathead, but it took some work.
*Longbeard
So I hustled up and took a pic or two and set sail for my house. After tagging, I had just enough time to get the legs and thighs out for the recipe Sunday of Turkey Leg Carnitas, and breasts for Hunter Schitzel that I love to make for my family. It will feed us at least 5 meals...that my friends is the best part!
*TC and pretty bird: Big Jim Thunderchild 50 at 30", Bemen 340, 31", 300 grains of Tuffhead, 600 grains total missile wt
So that is my tale! Last day miracle and something to cling to in some rougher waters that are coming. I love these dang birds. Good luck to everyone who is still after them!