
Well - we are in the last few days of the last season of this spring's Illinois turkey hunt. Paul and I both had tags this time. The last couple of days of this season Paul went out to hunt with his dad while I got Skyler on the bus and went on to work. Unfortunately they hadn't been able to put a bird down yet. This morning both Paul and I got to go out -- again Paul went to call for his dad on another property and I went out on my own. Again Paul and his dad didn't have any luck -- only seeing one bird. Paul's dad was home and calling me on my cell phone just about the time I got my bird shot.
This morning, both Paul and I agreed, was one of the worst turkey hunting mornings one could ask for -- the WIND was absolutely terrible. Neither of us heard ANY gobblers all morning. I called occassionally but I didn't know if they could hear my calls above the wind. At about 7:00 I decided to get out the "last ditch attempt" call that I had snuck into my bag -- the gobbler!! If nothing else - it was something else to do as I sat waiting for a turkey to show its ugly head.
Today I carried both my 12 gauge shotgun and my Martin bow along with the guillotine broadheads that I just purchased a few weeks ago. Again, since I wanted to shoot my bow - I was in the blind. However, my hopes of shooting a turkey today with a bow quickly faded as the wind was just too strong for me to take an ethical shot...looks like I will have to wait until next year to show 'em what a girl with her bow can do to a turkey (unless a turkey walks out while I'm deer hunting this fall).
By about 8:00 I was thinkin' "this kinda sucks." No birds yet - I couldn't hear anything above the roar of the wind and I decided I would sneak around a little and see what I might find. So...I closed up the blind, got out, turned all my gear around from the black I have to wear in the blind to the camo I wear in the field and started to sneak around my blind. I peaked around slowly and quickly popped my head back because there was a hen walking the field edge right torward me and my decoys -- and she was only about 50 yards out. I quickly unzipped the blind - crawled back in - zipped back up - got all my stuff arranged and waited while sighting down the barrel. It didn't take long before the hen appeared around the corner. I was hoping that she might have a tom with her - but she was all alone. I started to put my gun down when I saw it -- SHE WAS A BEARDED HEN!! Perfectly legal to shoot and not all too common to see. Now my heart started to pound as I slowly re-raised my gun to put a bead on her. At about 10 yards she finally emerged from the brush of the field edge and she was quietly talking to my decoys as I pulled the trigger on my 12 guage and she dropped right where she was.
I quickly gathered my things (gun, bow, decoys, bucket, turkey) and started my mile hike out to meet Paul and Skyler -- boy was I glad she wasn't a big tom by the time I got done carrying everything out!
When I was butchering her -- I could tell the meat on this hen is so much more tender than all of the toms I have butchered this year. I went ahead and kept her whole and we will bake the whole turkey for supper soon -- I'm super excited about that!
One important item to note is that Paul and I set up my blind last night at about 10 o'clock pm -- we wanted to be sure we didn't spook any birds when we went in to set it up. So, it was pitch black and we just felt our way around in the dark -- no flashlights. This morning, after basically wallowing around in the blind for a few hours, I looked down and realized that I was sitting in a patch of poison ivy the likes of which I have never seen before. EVERY piece of green, save a few blades of grass here or there, was poison ivy. I am pretty sure I am gonna pay for getting this turkey by being covered in itch -- we'll see how lucky I am!!