2020 Wild Turkey Season Thread

Got my first of the year. Was with my dad last week when he got a jake, today i got a tom. He ended up being 19.5lbs with 8.75" beard and 0.75" spurs. Will post story in separate thread so it is easier for me to find. Includes misfire and decoy abuse lol



Link to thread with the story first part is the season opener with my dad, then the solo hunt lower in the page.
 
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Had a hen come in with a little jake a few minutes behind. My hunting partner put him down shortly after. Hoping to be back out to fill my tag tomorrow.
 
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With the Ontario wild turkey season just over a week old, I wanted to recount how things have gone thus far.

Opening day found me traipsing in nearly an hour before legal shooting time to slide in near a time proven roost location I had seen birds move into the night before while scouting. A creek runs through the bottom of a steep ravine, both sides of which are forested for a few hundred meters in both directions. Surrounding this forest are large expanses of agricultural land.

The first gobble sounded at 5:15 AM and confirmed the birds had roosted where I thought they had. The next 30 minutes was a veritable symphony of gobbling with multiple birds (sounded like 6 - 8 longbeards) lighting up the creek over a stretch of a few hundred yards. It appeared there was a longbeard roosted directly in front of me at about 70 meters, a second group just beyond, and a third group about 250 meters away. Just inside the forest edge, I was facing a broad bench of large deciduous trees the birds frequently pitch down on to assemble before marching toward the fields to feed. As a Plan B I had put up a strutting tom decoy and breeding hen decoy about 20 meters behind me in the agricultural field.

First bird out of the trees was a jake, who had been entirely silent on the roost. He pitched down and quickly worked off into the forest, not to be seen again. Around 6:00 AM I could hear the birds had all pitched down, but not in my direction. They were still on my side of the creek though. I first saw the battleship body of a dominant tom who had been roosted closest to me as he worked off to the east, about 150 meters from my position. Close behind was a group of four longbeards and they were moving in my direction, intent on finding the source of my hen calls. Once they rounded the edge of the woods and spotted my decoy setup, they all raced at full speed to my setup. Problem One was that I had expected the birds to pitch in front of me and was now desperately trying to pivot around. A fallen cedar tree had been an outstanding backstop to set up against, but now screened my decoy setup. Problem Two was that the birds were moving so quickly that I didn't feel comfortable with the shot as they raced through my shooting lane at 20 meters. Over the next few moments the four longbeards gobbled, spurred, and generally wreaking havoc literally 20 meters behind me. Finally one of the longbeards took a few steps in my direction and just entered my shooting lane. Twisted into an awkward pretzel, I put the Aimpoint red dot on his head and pulled the trigger. Down he went at 11 meters (18.7 lb longbeard) - his buddies immediately raced over to spur him. Tag One filled at 6:38 AM opening morning.

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My brother in law (my most frequent hunting partner) and his 9 year son were planning to join me around 8:00 AM. I kept still, hoping the birds would work off naturally and remain in the area when he and his son arrived. At 8:00 AM they arrived and began the several hundred meter approach to where I was sitting. They had noticed a group of birds hundreds of meters away in the field and had to take an alternative route to remain hidden. As they were moving, I saw the 3 remaining longbeards marching back down the field. It became apparent the birds were literally headed to where my brother in law and his son would emerge from the forest. I texted him that longbeards were "inbound imminently" and they scrambled to "army crawl" into position just inside the forest edge. As the birds closed, my 9 year old nephew used his Gobblestalker push call and the birds gobbled explosively. Watching from my hidden spot about 200 meters away, I knew a shot was imminent. Sure enough, the 3 birds kept moving directly toward their position. The shot roared and the lead bird hit the dirt (19.8 lb longbeard) - a double of sorts before 9:00 AM opening day!

This was my brother in law's first harvest with his son present - and a moment made even better given his son helped call the bird in.

I've been out four mornings since, focusing on trying to get a longbeard on the big timber of public lands nearby. These are lower population density areas of thousands of acres and I've struck out so far - but still four weeks to go.

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Been hunting turkeys for the last 6 years and I have seen less birds this year than any other year both while out hunting and scouting.
The winter wasn’t really hard so not sure why?
Anyone else notice the same thing?
 
Been hunting turkeys for the last 6 years and I have seen less birds this year than any other year both while out hunting and scouting.
The winter wasn’t really hard so not sure why?
Anyone else notice the same thing?

Nope sorry it has been the opposite for me where i hunt in eastern ontario, more birds now than previous years. Been hunting turkey for only 4 years tho.
 
Been hunting turkeys for the last 6 years and I have seen less birds this year than any other year both while out hunting and scouting.
The winter wasn’t really hard so not sure why?
Anyone else notice the same thing?

Not my experience. My stomping grounds has a healthy population. In fact I’ve noticed more Toms this year than in previous years. Last couple year there have been lots of jakes, so a lot of those birds matured. My opening day Tom was at least a 4 year old bird. Based on my trail cam footage, there were only two old birds frequenting the area. The other toms look to be last years jakes. This years crop of jakes seem like a healthy batch as well.
 
I hunt eastern ontario as well, for 4 years now. Lots of birds, at least as many as any other year. Pretty scarce for big toms, but more Jakes than you can fire a magazine limited pump action prohib at.
 
I hunt eastern ontario as well, for 4 years now. Lots of birds, at least as many as any other year. Pretty scarce for big toms, but more Jakes than you can fire a magazine limited pump action prohib at.

I'm west end of you, but yeah, I'm seeing way more birds this year than I did last year or in the fall the previous year.
 
I am in Central Ontario and filled both my tags in the first three days of the season. Saw more birds in the first three days of the season than I saw in the entire season last year. Lots of jakes this year where I hunt, actually had a group of three jakes run off a lone Tom I was working on.

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Knocked down a Tom this am in a dismal display of shooting.

After doing a fiddlehead check on Wednesday (they're almost up in my area) while driving home i noticed a group of birds about 10 strong in a field (private) near a public forest so i headed into the public forest this am to see if i could find them.

Gobbling started right on cue at about 5:20 wayyy back in there. The birds courtesy gobbled for an hour or so which was more than enough for me to generally narrow down their location to about 300 yards away, somewhere in the hardwood timber. I called from the top of a ridge which separated my walk in and the birds and got an answer right away. i walked off the back side of the ridge while calling and settled into my set up about 30 yds from the crest. The bird gobbled a few more times from his spot but i stayed quiet. about 20 minutes after the last gobble roll by and the next gobble is noticeably closer, probably around 100 yards, still on the other side of the ridge, i remain silent. the next gobble was about the same distance but further right than i would like so i turn my head left and let some yelps out behind me. immediate answer. now it is a game of where he pops up on the ridge. lucky for me a spit, drum and tail fan give the bird away before his head is over the crest so i line up. the bird gets to 35yds and i let loose. he's not down but walking away at a slow pace, i take another shot and the bird disappears over the crest and goes quiet. i sprint to the top to find the bird laying there, all good right ? nope, give it a poke and he springs to life and starts flapping and walking around, so i shoot my 3rd shell and whiff at 5 yds. load another, and yup whiffed again... finally i let the bird walk about 15yds away where i actually have some spread and end it. so yeah, not too often it takes 5 shells... in all honesty the bird was probably dead after the 1st or 2nd shot but i tried to end it quicker than not. back at work for 9:30. nice any tidy morning.

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Well after 5 days of nothing but lonely hens I finally connected this morning at 6:45

All week long I've been getting up at 4:30 and heading down the 1/2 hour drive to the farm.
Up early in position and doing every thing right, but it seemed like all the Toms I was seeing preseason have all but vanished.
With all this extra COVID time I was scouting almost every day preseason and there were at least 8 different Toms in the fields.
Suddenly they all vanished, not even hearing a gobble in the mornings from the roosts it was very weird.

This morning I wake up and almost talked myself into going back to bed but I dragged my ass out after I had a coffee and some toast.
Got to the farm late, arrived at 6:25. I unloaded my gear and loaded my shotgun.
I hunt on the back corner of a 800 meter long alfalfa field on the edge of a hardwood bush.
Well today I hadn't walked 20 steps from my truck and realized there were 2 turkeys just on the other side of the tree line already in the field 80 yards away.
So I dropped my gear keeping only my box call and shotgun and I hit the dirt and crawl into the tall grass on the edge of the path.
Get seated and let out a couple yelps and he replied immediately, I could barely make him out through the tree line and realized the second bird was a hen and he wasn't leaving her side. So I just yelped softly and watched, after about 10 minutes of this the hen got bored and walked away from him but right across in front of me at about 50 yards. Now I'm wide open to her just sitting in some tall grass but knew he was coming for me as long as she didn't get spooked so I let out 1 more yelp and here he came, stuck his head around the tall grass at about 25 yards.
19.8 Pounds

As I was packing up I glassed the fields and saw 4 other Tom's out there this morning, not sure where they vanished to all week but glad they're back.

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Last Saturday’s hunt was a comedy of errors that started off with me bumping a bunch of birds off the roost above my blind. I was in the bush early, but the buggers busted me while setting up. Unfortunately the Tom that was roosting there flew off gobbling, never to return. Based on my game cam footage, I was able to determine that it was my target bird. I spent the rest of the day conversing with half a dozen hens, only to have left 8 hours later empty handed.

Not to repeat last weeks failure, I set my alarm clock this morning at 2:30, was out of the house at 3:00 and all set up my blind at 4:30. It wasn’t quite a full moon, but enough to light up the night sky so I was extra cautious heading into the blind. No birds roosting this time, but as first light approached, I could hear 3 Toms gobbling on the neighbours property. Everything went silent after fly down. And remained silent. At about 9:00, I decided to sneak to my second blind near the property line. When I arrived, I saw three Toms strutting around with a few hens in the neighbours field. I tried calling them in, but they wanted no business of me. Its possible they couldn’t hear my calls as the wind was blowing hard and it started snowing heavily. Slowly, they distanced themselves into the neighbours bush. The snow started accumulating of and I was no longer concealed. It was then when I heard a gobble from behind me near blind one. I quickly had to make the silent 100 meter sprint back to my first blind, and given that it was a white out, I stood out like a sore thumb in my camo. Eventually got settled into my blind, and for fear of being spotted, I didn’t dust off the snow that accumulated on the decoys. Silence hit again for 20 mins and figured I was busted during my 100m dash. I started taking some video of white out blizzard to send to the missus because she didn’t believe me when I told her. It was then when I spotted movement about 100 yards away. In total, I could see 7 birds, two of which were strutting. I gave them about 5 mins to find the source of my calls, but they started heading in the wrong direction. A gave them a few more yelps and they turned enough to see my snow covered decoys. Now it was game on! The two more aggressive birds raced toward me with the other 5 or so in hot pursuit. No hens in this group. A couple large birds and a handful of jakes. When the two leading birds turned past the final obstacle, they were 8 yards away with the remaining group at about 20-25 yards behind. As soon as they got eyes on my dekes, they almost stopped in their tracks. The inch or so of snow on the dekes was a dead giveaway that something wasn’t right. I turned on my strutting jake decoy to try and buy some time for the rest of the birds to come in, but the subsequent putts told me the party was soon going to be over. I decided to take the bigger of the two birds in front of me knowing that I’d risk the chance that the bigger Toms in behind may not come have in. Besides, I was completely frozen and wanted nothing more then a heater and some hot coffee. And so I punched my second tag and closed off another season.....in a snow squall for the second consecutive year.

Tale of the tape
18.8lbs
.75”x.75” spurs
7.5” beard

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