I left work a little early to catch the last hunt of the season. To say that my turkey season has been a comedy of errors on my part would be an understatement. Tonight I was hoping to make amends, armed with my beautiful TallTines Stickflinger, with an arrow tipped with a Big Jim broadhead(hoping to imitate Curt Cabrera), using my Chad Orde string tracker.
I was hunting a little strip that the turkey feed in prior to going to roost. Around 6 o'clock, I had 2 nice gobblers sneak into range, but I misjudged the sun, and they caught light reflecting off my arrow in the blind and they scooted away, but not far. I adjusted the windows in the blind, and 4 hens fed close by, but the two Toms kept their distance, and they all slowly fed away.
Maybe 15 minutes later and a Jake and a Tom with around an 8" beard showed up. I carefully drew back and let it fly. It hit right where I was looking, but didn't penetrate well. The bird ran 10 yards to my left, and out of the view from my window. The line stopped playing out, and I thought it was a dead bird.....That is, until I looked at the ground and saw the orange cap from my stringtracker. I was so focused on the birds that I forgot to remove it. I got out of the blind and followed the string around 15 yards to where my arrow fell out. No blood. Judging by the dullness of the blade, around 1/2-3/4" penetration. Please don't be stupid like me.