Well, like every year today is the toughest day of the 365. It was a very interesting spring, with turkeys acting anything but the norm, but I was fortunate to be in the right place at the right time on a couple occasions this year. I had a ball, got to shoot a few birds, watched a few more get killed by others, and got to spend time with some great friends. I am gonna miss the morning roll call. As I watched a bird strut in and get killed this am at 620 to cap off a great season, I was shaking just as bad as the first time I ever killed a bird. I hope that feeling never goes away! Here are a few pics from this year!
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