I had hoped the birds would be roosted in a 100 to 200 yard radius. They had been in a fighting mood the week before according to my host.
It was about 30 minutes to shooting light when the first roosted bird let out a gobble. He sounded almost too close. As it got closer to pink light more gobbles rang out from birds in all directions. But the first bird , who was the nearest did not sound off again.
I gave a few soft tree yelps and the more distant birds gobbled back at once.
I could now see well enough to shoot and gave a few more soft yelps. Instantly a gobble rang out directly behind me and on the ground!
I had hoped the birds would come in from my right on the road. I picked up my bow , just as a Tom ran in silently from my right. He bumped up against the Jake. He made a few purring noises as he began to push against the Jake decoy. I was temped to shoot but told myself to wait for the perfect shot, This Tom was not going any where.
As he circled around the back it was clear he was a boss Tom.
When he rounded the front of the decoy, I waited for him to be completely broadside. He stopped and I picked my spot and let the arrow go.
At impact, he jumped straight up and fell down landing on his back. He back flipped three times and was dead 8 feet from the blind.
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