JayDee Flohr
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I had probably the most unique turkey hunt/harvest yesterday that I've ever had.
I had set up on a piece of ground that holds a lot of birds in the winter but just a few this time of year. I had seen a good tom there last weekend so figured I'd give it a try.
After several hours and only seeing two hens, I was getting a bit bored. Not even a gobble was heard. About that time a storm front moved in and things started getting ugly. I packed up my gear in a hurry to get the heck out of there. Well, it was a short lived storm and blew through about the time I was back at the truck.
Since I hadn't had much action I decided to go over to another chunk of ground that I knew had a good supply of birds. I pulled in the drive and turkeys were running for cover everywhere. Figured I'd blown it for the day so I continued driving in to turn around and head for home.
That's when I spotted a tom and hen in an alfalfa field about 80 yards away. The alfalfa is tall and I couldn't tell how good he was but figured I'd watch them for a while and take some photos. As I grabbed the camera they both hunkered down trying to hide. They were hid quite well in the tall alfalfa, and if I hadn't seen them duck down,I would have never seen them. After a few minutes I'm thinking, I wonder how tight they will hold? Figuring I have nothing to lose, I grab the shotgun and start walking toward where I had last seen them. At about 30 yards the hen explodes out of there. I look close and can just make out a red head in the tall alfalfa. He's still holding tight. I walk a bit closer and at 20 yards I'm close enough. After what seems like forever he gets up. That's when I could finally tell he was a shooter.
When the smoke cleared, my season was over.
I had set up on a piece of ground that holds a lot of birds in the winter but just a few this time of year. I had seen a good tom there last weekend so figured I'd give it a try.
After several hours and only seeing two hens, I was getting a bit bored. Not even a gobble was heard. About that time a storm front moved in and things started getting ugly. I packed up my gear in a hurry to get the heck out of there. Well, it was a short lived storm and blew through about the time I was back at the truck.
Since I hadn't had much action I decided to go over to another chunk of ground that I knew had a good supply of birds. I pulled in the drive and turkeys were running for cover everywhere. Figured I'd blown it for the day so I continued driving in to turn around and head for home.
That's when I spotted a tom and hen in an alfalfa field about 80 yards away. The alfalfa is tall and I couldn't tell how good he was but figured I'd watch them for a while and take some photos. As I grabbed the camera they both hunkered down trying to hide. They were hid quite well in the tall alfalfa, and if I hadn't seen them duck down,I would have never seen them. After a few minutes I'm thinking, I wonder how tight they will hold? Figuring I have nothing to lose, I grab the shotgun and start walking toward where I had last seen them. At about 30 yards the hen explodes out of there. I look close and can just make out a red head in the tall alfalfa. He's still holding tight. I walk a bit closer and at 20 yards I'm close enough. After what seems like forever he gets up. That's when I could finally tell he was a shooter.
When the smoke cleared, my season was over.
