Skyler got another turkey!! The girl loves to turkey hunt and has been very successful at it. Skyler got her first turkey last year and was "hooked." This morning was the first day that all of us had tags to fill so there wasn't anything that was going to keep us out of the woods. When there are tags to be filled -- you can pretty much find our family in the timber -- no matter what. Our main purpose for today was to make sure Skyler got a turkey and anything beyond that was just going to be icing on the cake. The longer story of the hunt is on Paul's blog - so I won't repeat it, but I am very proud of Skyler for taking her time and making a great shot on this bird. I am so glad that we all get to hunt together now. Paul loves to teach and he loves to call turkeys -- and he is great at both. Paul, great job on calling these birds that were IN LOVE with our decoy. They were a committed bunch -- so much so -- that most of the time after spotting them we spent waiting for them to separate far enough from each other that Skyler could make a shot on only ONE bird rather than the whole lot of them. Watching Skyler make her shots this morning with the 12 gauge brings back memories of me when I was approximately the same age -- cuz I don't think my dad had ever uttered the words "20 gauge" -- so I always shot with a 12 gauge -- it was all I knew. Seeing her little body getting thrown back just makes me laugh the way my dad laughed when my body did the same thing. What is that old saying?? What doesn't kill you makes you stronger? ;-) I think its true. Skyler is turning out to be a pretty tough cookie - which makes her fit in our family that much better!!
I wanted to attempt shooting a bird with my bow this year - something I have never done. A shotgun seems to be the weapon of choice for most people, for obvious reasons (I say obvious because of the lesson I learned today). I brought my bow along and set it aside in case we had a situation where Skyler got her bird and there was still a bird hangin' around. Actually, it happened. Skyler shot her bird and after a short family celebration inside the blind, I saw one of the toms returning to see what had happened. I got my bow ready and waited for the most opportune shot. One thing I have learned about turkeys -- when they are fighting with another bird (which he was doing) they don't stand still. I like my targets to be standing still -- plus their vital area is actually quite small (yep, this is me making excuses). Well, needless to say, I did get a shot off (after holding at full draw for what seemed like several minutes -- but I know it wasn't that long) and between my shaking muscles and the incredible movement of the turkey - I shot through the feathers on his back and he stayed around a little longer just to show me that I hadn't hurt him a bit. The only thing hurt on that one was my pride, if only just a little. Well, back to the shooting range in our back yard and I might bring the bow along again tomorrow as Paul and I try to fill our tags.

