I had a situation in FL last year that I almost shot something that wasn’t a turkey. I had a gobbler answer me and felt sure he was coming, as I was where I thought he wanted to be. I had no indication that there were multiple gobblers. The hens arrived and walked by and I saw the gobbler coming into the hammock. He was in range and I was easing my gun to the left and waiting for him to go behind a tree to make my final move. He was pushing harder and harder left, making the situation more difficult. I then spotted a second gobbler more or leas right down my gun barrel. He was feeding left to right like the hens had done, and was going to be a much easier target. I was in the dark shady oak hammock and he was on the edge kind of in patchy sun. His head was that dull red that osceolas get mid morning, so it wasn’t shiny. He went behind a tree, I made my final gun move, his head popped up and must have popped immediately back down to feed. Exactly where his head had been was a red flower that the sun was hitting and I absolutely could not distinguish it from his head. Thank God this was an important turkey to me and I was taking my time focusing to make a good shot. I was within a second of waxing that flower when I saw his head pop up 5’ to the right. I swung and shot him. Scared the hell out of me, and as his buddy flew over to flog him, I stared at that flower. I can promise you that I’m not the only person that could’ve almost made that mistake.
So, yes, I can see how someone could shoot something that isn’t a turkey. I almost did it. I don’t see how someone could mistake a person for a
turkey.
Them that don't know him won't like him, and them that do sometimes won't know how to take him
He ain't wrong, he's just different, and his pride won't let him do things to make you think he's right
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