You know it's not about the numbers or about the kill it's really about being able to share some stories and enjoy yourself in what God built for us.
This is how my weekend went. It started off cold as could be Saturday morning. I slipped down an old firebreak before daylight into heaven and a flock of turkeys just needing to be thinned out some. I eased up to the creek and had some trouble in crossing it because it had rained and the water was up. After filling my right boot full I finally got across and eased up the bank. No turkeys yet that's a good sign. I didn't get busted. I eased up next to this tree to wait on the first morning calls.
Man my foot is freezing. I stood there for what seemed like forever then I hear it. A little soft cluck and I look to my left up in the tree and dang there it is within 30 yards. Low and behold I hear a answer right out in front of me not more than 20 yards. I look up and man there is three more up in that tree. Then the first yelp and the woods light up with turkeys I have done walked right into them. Now do I bust them or try and call one to the ground.
The only call I can get to is the trumpet around my neck. I put out the ever so softest cluck and whine I could and an low and behold a bird I hadn't even seem about 70 yards out just sails in. Well see hits the ground within 20 yards as I rotate up the gun here is another one coming down she lands about 30 yards out. I dropped the hammer on the first one and switch over to the other and hammered that one to. The birds in front of me and the left of me are still sitting there looking and clucking hard. I walk over to the first one and man oh man all heck breaks loose birds going everywhere.
I know Tyler was coming in from the other end and tried to flush most that way. I set down and just lay into them with a hard and long kee and some assembly calling. The birds are talking all over the place and I knew I was finished for the day but I might as well have some fun and test out a call or to. So I'm calling and the birds are responding very well a couple are coming in and then I hear boom Ole Tyler connects with one.
It wasn't long the phone buzzes and we agree to met up at the truck. Well I tell him which direction most of the birds went and he decides to go after another one. Me I off to the check station. After checking in the birds I get a call from the wife telling me I got a box in the mail. I figure it was some wood I was waiting on but Low and behold this was a great day.
I get a box call from a dear friend that I have been waiting on for almost two years now. Man that dude is sweet. I simple believe that if I got it a couple of years ago I wouldn't have ever build one. I can't hardly stand it. I want to hunt with it that bad.
Well after a late night at a Halloween party some friends had. An I'm dragging but this morning. I don't get to the woods until about 9 am or so. I had already talked with my buddy and he said they were raising the dead in there this morning. I decide to go north of the roost site and check out some oak ridges.
Well I start up this end of a long ridge and find a few scratchings. The wind has picked up and I don't hear like I us to. I hear a cluck . I take out my new box call and lay some sweet talk to her. Then I hear kee kee chalk. Oh it's on now. I kee kee right back at her and here she comes. Just a keeing with some yelps thrown in to get my old heart going. I cluck and kee then there she is. I let her come in about 30 yards out and dropped the hammer on her. Dead as a door nail. I hard yelp and kee behind the shot and I hear one clucking and then she kees. I kee back and she come to within about 60 yards looks down towards me and says wait a minute I know I hear turkey but I heard that hammer dropping to. Well she decides shes had enough and walks back up the ridge. Thanks to a great friend. The photos say the rest.
