Protrucker
45 Cal.
- Joined
- Dec 9, 2004
- Messages
- 614
- Reaction score
- 2
I was running a little late getting back to my favorite ridge again yesterday morning. It was already getting light by the time I got to my "hot spot" and, like last week, I heard a bird gobble before I got sat down. He sounded like he was less than 150 yards away. I found a tree to sit by and got ready as fast as I could. Right after I made my first try to call the Tom in, I saw movement. It was a hen. She hadn't seen me & worked her way past. After she got out of sight (so, I thought) I moved to position myself better for the Tom. As soon as I moved the hen started puttung in an alarmed sound. She had caught my movement. I froze. Then I called softly several times & the hen finally calmed down & clucked along with me. This really got the Tom worked up. He gobbled several times. Then, to my dismay, the hen went back toward where the Tom was gobbling. As she got near me going by I thought about spooking her away so that she wouldn't get between the Tom & me again, but I decided not to. She disapeared in the direction of the Tom & I continued calling. The Tom answered almost every call. After a few minutes, the hen appeared again going back the direction she had gone the first time by and the Tom was only 30-40 yards behind her. As soon as he cleared the brush & trees the woods in front of me filled with black powder smoke & the Tom was down.
This bird had 7/8" spurs & a 9 1/2" beard, but he had a little smaller body than my first Tom this year.
This bird had 7/8" spurs & a 9 1/2" beard, but he had a little smaller body than my first Tom this year.