This season has been a great one, so far it’s been amazing and full of good times in the woods. This morning I got to witness my son play the game with a bird on his own while I sat behind him and anxiously waited to see how he would fair. For the past 2 seasons he’s taken the stance that he wanted to kill one on his own, take the training wheels off and see if he could do it, I feel shooting them in front of a caller only garners so much knowledge. It was a fine 2 year old ripe for just that scenario that he found for his first. The bird gobbled just enough for him to choose a suitable position and he called to him just enough, not terribly to much. It was an amazing celebration at the crack of the gun. I hope everyone’s spring has been as blessed as mine, it’s been made.
We leave the woods more times unsuccessful than with a turkey across our backs, and it’s ok that they win more than us, but we’ll take this one with a big ole grin that’ll be hard to wipe off for some time.
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