So it was long enough when it happened that my ego can handle the ribbing....
I lost a turkey during this years turkey hunt. :redface:
What happened:
Well I heard a pack of turkey outside my house. I looked out the window and picked a respectable looking bird in the flock. I went and got my .56 smoothie renegade loaded up with bird shot and carefully opened the back door and blasted my turkey.
It fell over, the flock went for the hills. So I walked up to the turkey and looked it over. Looked dead to me, bleeding out of multiple holes in its' neck and head. YAY!
Well it was raining and I didn't want to bring the bird inside while it was still bleeding so I went inside to put my smoothbore aside so it wouldn't get wet as I dealt with the turkey.
Anyways on the way out the door to get my turkey I saw it take flight. I chased after it for a half an hour before I gave up. Soaked to the bone because I wasn't in my outdoor gear. I was in a skirt and crocks.
So my bird went off somewhere to die, I caught a chill to my bones and I spent the better part of the afternoon cursing.
The worst part is when I was standing over the bird watching it bleed my first instinct was to butt stroke it to the head with my renegade. But I did not want to get my rifle gory and I figured the bird was already dead.
So I learned my lesson: always do a coup de grace even when it doesn't look like it is needed. Thing is when I shoot anything else I always double tap. Had a porcupine turn out to not be quite dead once back in my early 20's....
I lost a turkey during this years turkey hunt. :redface:
What happened:
Well I heard a pack of turkey outside my house. I looked out the window and picked a respectable looking bird in the flock. I went and got my .56 smoothie renegade loaded up with bird shot and carefully opened the back door and blasted my turkey.
It fell over, the flock went for the hills. So I walked up to the turkey and looked it over. Looked dead to me, bleeding out of multiple holes in its' neck and head. YAY!
Well it was raining and I didn't want to bring the bird inside while it was still bleeding so I went inside to put my smoothbore aside so it wouldn't get wet as I dealt with the turkey.
Anyways on the way out the door to get my turkey I saw it take flight. I chased after it for a half an hour before I gave up. Soaked to the bone because I wasn't in my outdoor gear. I was in a skirt and crocks.
So my bird went off somewhere to die, I caught a chill to my bones and I spent the better part of the afternoon cursing.
The worst part is when I was standing over the bird watching it bleed my first instinct was to butt stroke it to the head with my renegade. But I did not want to get my rifle gory and I figured the bird was already dead.
So I learned my lesson: always do a coup de grace even when it doesn't look like it is needed. Thing is when I shoot anything else I always double tap. Had a porcupine turn out to not be quite dead once back in my early 20's....