Congratulations Megan on her first turkey!! Megan got her first bird on Sunday, Mother's Day. We went out together with the plan that I would call, she would shoot - and if there was a second Tom, we would try for a double. I was a little worried that morning when the only gobblers we heard were so far away we could just
barely hear them, one gobbler was way to our north and one way to our south. I didn't think they could probably hear my calling and I was getting a little (okay, a lot) frustrated. However, apparently the box call was loud enough. I had done quite a bit of calling (more than I would normally do) and Megan and I were sitting in our blind - chatting - if you can believe that :-). Suddenly we heard a gobble in the timber close to us and I told Megan "that bird is close, you better get ready." The Tom we had heard so far to the north was coming in to find that sexy hen he had heard talking just a few minutes before. This Tom and a Jake emerged from the timber. The Jake just ran out like a crazy bird across the field (teenagers, I tell ya), but the Tom had some business to tend to and he came straight for our hen decoys. When he was 20 yards out Megan shot and he went down immediately. Thanks to Paul for scoping out this hunting spot a few days before when he shot his turkey at almost the exact same spot.
How exciting to get to watch your friend shoot a bird!! I think my heart was pounding out of my chest. . .knowing she really would like to get a bird. . .knowing how much effort she had already put into trying to get a bird - and knowing this was probably her last day to hunt turkeys this year. . .phew. I'm so glad we decided to go out together - what a great Mother's Day.
Congratulations Megan on her first turkey!! Megan got her first bird on Sunday, Mother's Day. We went out together with the plan that I would call, she would shoot - and if there was a second Tom, we would try for a double. I was a little worried that morning when the only gobblers we heard were so far away we could just barely hear them, one gobbler was way to our north and one way to our south. I didn't think they could probably hear my calling and I was getting a little (okay, a lot) frustrated. However, apparently the box call was loud enough. I had done quite a bit of calling (more than I would normally do) and Megan and I were sitting in our blind - chatting - if you can believe that :-). Suddenly we heard a gobble in the timber close to us and I told Megan "that bird is close, you better get ready." The Tom we had heard so far to the north was coming in to find that sexy hen he had heard talking just a few minutes before. This Tom and a Jake emerged from the timber. The Jake just ran out like a crazy bird across the field (teenagers, I tell ya), but the Tom had some business to tend to and he came straight for our hen decoys. When he was 20 yards out Megan shot and he went down immediately. Thanks to Paul for scoping out this hunting spot a few days before when he shot his turkey at almost the exact same spot.
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