I got up this Morning for a Turkey hunt and what a hunt it was.
Yesterday My first Turkey hunt of the season found me in a brush blind at a place I have had great luck at in the past. Turkeys Gobbled where they were supposed to but would not come in.
Today I grabbed my leafy suit and decided to go to some Gobbling birds and try to be a bit more aggressive.
I walked out of the yard about 200 yards or so headed toward a swamp and stood and listened till it got daylight. I could hear four different birds but all were across the creek except for one. I sat up on him a little farther away than I would have liked but after one yelp I could tell this was gonna get good.
After about 10 minutes of quiet I yelped a bit " excited" and it was on. 1-2-3 Gobbles quick...from different birds in the same direction. Within another ten minutes 3 Mac Daddy Gobblers were under 20 yards with one strutting. All Mature Toms with swinging beards.They kept coming....
One bird was to my left at 8 steps and his head went up and I knew he had smelled a rat so I slowly tried to draw on the strutting bird that unfolded and turned to run. I came to full draw and tried to shoot him in the back going away but shot low and got tail feathers. I leaned back against the tree and smiled. Sweet to get three toms that close with them Gobbling near every breath.
I sat for a minute to not let them see me if they were still hanging out and yelped before I got up. Another Gobbler Gobbled to my right. The three I just called up Gobbled back from the swamp but were leaving.I yelped and cut a couple times and here comes two more long beards straight to me.
I`m set up to shoot to my left and these birds are coming from my right. I cup my hand and try to "throw" my calls left and it works too good as they go around at about 25-30 yards out. I let them get by and call them back on my shooting side and they come back to 25 yards but seem a bit skittish and don`t come on in.They finally walk off the way they had came....Towards my yard.
By now I`m a wreck. My nerves are shot and there is another Gobbler sounding off directly behind me. I yelp a few times and he won`t gobble at the call just on his on every five minutes or so. I ease my slate out and cut a couple times and he starts turning flips it sound like. In a minute or so it sounds like a herd of pigs coming instead its two more gobblers Two year olds . they come directly behind me and are drumming mere steps away. I can do nothing but close my eyes and enjoy. They come around on my right side and walk straight away. I twist just a bit to get a shot and get busted. I look at my cell phone to call Brother John and tell him about my Morning and its only 8:05. I slip out with some better plans for in the Morning with some deks and maybe my blind.Thank You Lord.RC
Topic: Best Turkey Hunt of My Life! (Read 754 times)
