First time ever turkey hunting just outside of London 2 years ago with a Winchester 1300 Defender that had been threaded for an extended extra full choke tube.
My buddy and I got up at 3:30 to hit the woods to make sure we got set up before the birds woke up. On our way in, we saw a hen asleep about 2 feet up in a tree so we set up thinking that when she woke, she'd help us attract a nice big tom. Well, after waiting a good hour, she finally woke up, took a dump and flew off out of sight! D'oh!
So we moved on to where we had set up our blind and proceeded to call. Nothing. We kept moving every hour or so to try to find the birds but we must have continuously scared them off each time we moved.
We finally decided to call it a day and head home at about 16:30. On our way home, we decided to to do a "drive-by" at his uncles farm just to see. My buddy pulled the car up to the edge of the woods, I stuck my hand out the window and let out a couple of crappy purrs with a box call and the whole forest suddenly erupted with a flurry of activity and gobbles!
Buddy shuts off the car while I bolt to the trunk to retrieve my shotgun and load it. I head out into the woods with buddy close behind me and I kneel down beside a large tree to conceal me as I didn't have time to camo up. Buddy has the call (I had left it on the seat in my haste) and when he catches up to me, I motion for him to let out a few calls. Instantly, upon hearing the "horny-hen", three toms come charging out of the foliage. (it turns out they only looked like toms; they were in fact three, almost mature, huge sized jakes... but they had beards so they were still legal)
I line up on the biggest one, making sure the other two are out of my line of sight as only one bird per day is permitted per hunter, and slowly begin to squeeze the trigger.
Well wouldn't you know it... just as the gun is going boom and I feel it kick into my shoulder, a fourth jake walks out of the woods and directly into the shot. Just like that, two birds, one shot.
I had two tags but I was still quite concerned about harvesting two in one day and was worried that I might get fined, but when I called to report what had happened, the voice on the other end of the phone simply said to tag them both and call the second one in the following day. I guess she just didn't want any more paperwork to process that day!
Matthew
My buddy and I got up at 3:30 to hit the woods to make sure we got set up before the birds woke up. On our way in, we saw a hen asleep about 2 feet up in a tree so we set up thinking that when she woke, she'd help us attract a nice big tom. Well, after waiting a good hour, she finally woke up, took a dump and flew off out of sight! D'oh!
So we moved on to where we had set up our blind and proceeded to call. Nothing. We kept moving every hour or so to try to find the birds but we must have continuously scared them off each time we moved.
We finally decided to call it a day and head home at about 16:30. On our way home, we decided to to do a "drive-by" at his uncles farm just to see. My buddy pulled the car up to the edge of the woods, I stuck my hand out the window and let out a couple of crappy purrs with a box call and the whole forest suddenly erupted with a flurry of activity and gobbles!
Buddy shuts off the car while I bolt to the trunk to retrieve my shotgun and load it. I head out into the woods with buddy close behind me and I kneel down beside a large tree to conceal me as I didn't have time to camo up. Buddy has the call (I had left it on the seat in my haste) and when he catches up to me, I motion for him to let out a few calls. Instantly, upon hearing the "horny-hen", three toms come charging out of the foliage. (it turns out they only looked like toms; they were in fact three, almost mature, huge sized jakes... but they had beards so they were still legal)
I line up on the biggest one, making sure the other two are out of my line of sight as only one bird per day is permitted per hunter, and slowly begin to squeeze the trigger.
Well wouldn't you know it... just as the gun is going boom and I feel it kick into my shoulder, a fourth jake walks out of the woods and directly into the shot. Just like that, two birds, one shot.
I had two tags but I was still quite concerned about harvesting two in one day and was worried that I might get fined, but when I called to report what had happened, the voice on the other end of the phone simply said to tag them both and call the second one in the following day. I guess she just didn't want any more paperwork to process that day!
Matthew
