Saturday was our opener for Turkeys.
Built myself a new 16 ga. fowler this winter. Been testing for the last couple months. Got to put it to good use on Saturday morning.
I didn't even make it to my planned set up before a gobbler started hollering on the side hill.
Snuck up in and got set up. I started some soft tree yelps at about 5:50, He was all kinds of fired up.
Did my little fly down flap and cackled at him once then I shut up.
He continued gobbling strong on the roost then all went quiet. I guessed he was on the ground.
Within a minute I could hear him coming through the dry woods. I went to full cock.
Caught a glimpse of him about 60 yards out. Saw the swingin' beard.
He stopped at about 40 yds. and look everything over pretty well and then started carefully walking on in.
I was able to get the gun up as he went behind a big tree.
He stood there at about 30 yards wondering why there was no hen visible. I don't think he ever saw my deeks.
I was real confident in my 30 yard pattern(Thanks Coyote Joe!!).
I thought the jig was just about up so I touch her off.
Smoke and fire in the dawn! It's a wonderful thing. I could hear him flapping before I could see him through it all.
Down and done by 6:00 am!!
Some times there is nothing you can do to stop'em from committing suicide.
I've been reading all you guys stories for the last month just waiting to get a chance.
This is my first bird with a flintlock and I'll tell ya, I was like a kid again.
What fun!!!
Greg
Built myself a new 16 ga. fowler this winter. Been testing for the last couple months. Got to put it to good use on Saturday morning.
I didn't even make it to my planned set up before a gobbler started hollering on the side hill.
Snuck up in and got set up. I started some soft tree yelps at about 5:50, He was all kinds of fired up.
Did my little fly down flap and cackled at him once then I shut up.
He continued gobbling strong on the roost then all went quiet. I guessed he was on the ground.
Within a minute I could hear him coming through the dry woods. I went to full cock.
Caught a glimpse of him about 60 yards out. Saw the swingin' beard.
He stopped at about 40 yds. and look everything over pretty well and then started carefully walking on in.
I was able to get the gun up as he went behind a big tree.
He stood there at about 30 yards wondering why there was no hen visible. I don't think he ever saw my deeks.
I was real confident in my 30 yard pattern(Thanks Coyote Joe!!).
I thought the jig was just about up so I touch her off.
Smoke and fire in the dawn! It's a wonderful thing. I could hear him flapping before I could see him through it all.
Down and done by 6:00 am!!
Some times there is nothing you can do to stop'em from committing suicide.
I've been reading all you guys stories for the last month just waiting to get a chance.
This is my first bird with a flintlock and I'll tell ya, I was like a kid again.
What fun!!!
Greg
