So, off I went to one of my favourite corners, intersecting Winter wheat and corn stubble fields, in view of four bush lots where birds roost all the time. By legal light, I had heard one lone gobble, in a far off bush lot. Everything was quiet. Even the songbirds were tight lipped. Shortly after sun up, a couple hens started to yelp softly on the roost and I answered back in kind. Not even our chatter would set off a gobble, but, where there's smoke, there's fire.
With the fields bathed in the morning light, not a gobble was heard and not a turkey was seen. I'd call every 20 minutes or so and receive no response. And then, the convoy came.
I spotted the train of black blobs come out of the bush lot across the field from my position and they immediately headed toward my new Avian X strutter (which I had placed a jake fan in) and hen decoy. Six jakes in total came scurrying right up to the strutter deke and began to jump at it, knocking it all over the place in the process.
I had already taken a jake on the 27th, only because my eldest daughter was with me and I wanted her to have the full experience of a start-to-finish turkey hunt, so I really didn't want to take a jake. But, there were six of them, right in front of me. I could probably gain points toward permission to hunt deer, today. Finish a season with two jakes? Hmmmmmmmmm....
BOOM!
16 lbs
3" beard
Nubs for spurs
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Dropped in for coffee with the landowner and I have a couple stands to move in this Summer. Plus, his son-in-law and daughter moved, to Manitoba. :excite:
Season over. But, I have a couple people scheduled to get out still, so, there's still more time in the woods to be had.
Best of luck the rest of the way.