I'm not a very good story teller but I'll try.
I droped the wife off for work one morning and decided to do a litte scoutting on the way home. I stoped at a spot that I had seen a couple of flocks crossing the road that week. I hadn't gone into the woods very far when I heard some birds up ahead. You could tell by the way the woods were all scratched up that the birds were really working the erea over. So the next morning I through the gun in the car, grabed a box call and a copper trough call and took the wife to work. I stoped at the same spot and head into the woods. I would like to say it was a quick hunt but I walked around for a couple of hours and never heard or seen a thing. I was on my way back to the car ready to call it a day when I sat down to take a break. I took the copper call out of my shirt pocket and started playing around with it thinking to myself this calls sounds pretty good in the woods. I was just setting there having a smoke a making a few clucks when I got a cluck in return. The birds were up on a hill in front of me and were answering my very cluck coming my way. The woods were pretty thick with leaves but when they come through an opening about 50 yards out I could see that there was a bunch of them and moving to my left. When they got to be about 20 yards I shifted my gun around picked an opening and waited for a bird to walk into it. I didn't get a clean shot at the first couple of birds to clear the opening because they were moving and I had a hard time picking them up in the scope. The next bird that walked into the scope I centered the cross hairs on the head the best I could and pull the trigger. At the shot bird scattered every where but I knew my shot was good because I heard the bird flopping. I just sat there for a minute and could hear another bird flopping farther down the hill about 60 yards away. I went to pick the bird up and then went to investagate the other flopping I heard. It took a little time but found the other bird halfway under a fallen tree limb dead. I had no plans on taking two birds and was quite upset with myself for doing so because my favorite way to hunt fall birds is with the bow. After I recovered both birds the rest of the flock started calling to each other so I sat down just to see if I could call another bird in just for the fun of it. It took about 15 min. but I soon had another young bird standing 15 yards in front of me. I wan't long and the flock reassembeled and was on there way. Luckly in my part of the state you can kill two birds on the same day. Both birds were young hens. The first bird took a load of 12Ga. #6 to the head. The second bird I found only one pellet in that had gone completely through the breast and had pierced the heart.
BigTom
