Curse is broken.....
I used to turkey hunt almost everyday of the season years ago. Family and work changed that. Also had to give up my good turkey land for some not so good but free place to hunt. So it has been years, 7 I think since I killed my last longbeard. I shot a jake last year just because it had been so long since I had shot one. Well I hunted all day Friday with my boys and didn't hear a birds. So Saturday I slept late and got house work done and was going to hit my field again, but the boys decided they wanted to go fishing so I was by myself. Buddy that I have hunted many a turkey with shoots me a text asking if I want to hunt with him. So like old times we meet up and hit the woods.
Get to clover plot and there is a long beard already in the field. So we circle to cut him off but as we closed the distance he saw something a spooked a little he went one way his hen feed off the other. So we setup right on field and waited. After about 30 mins the hen came back out feeding. She feed for a while then went on her way. Shortly after two other hens came in to clover from across the field and started to feed away from us. Then the ol gobbler came back out on the side of the field and stood there just watching the two hens. Which feed to him and then started to go away from us, so we were debating if we should cut them off or if they would feed back to us. The hens turned and started our way. Took them about 20 mins to come in range with him strutting all the way behind them. He rolled up to about 40 yards and I thumped him. It felt good to watch him strut around and put on his show. My buddy and I were remembering all the old hunts and birds we had killed together. It was a great afternoon in the turkey woods! Makes me remember why I used to love to hunt them so much.
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Originally Posted by Mergie Master
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