Adult Poult Down

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Adrian J Hare

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NewLowell On. Can.
Started at day break right off the roost. 4 adult gobblers talking back to a number of hens. I'm setup along a creek with a field in front of me and the birds are to my hard right, kind a behind me. They all flydown in a field across the creek and strut there stuff to the hens.

I start cutting and into yelping and they all respond. Not long and one gobbler breaks and starts in my direction. As he closes the gap from some couple hundred yards down to about 70 the rest start to follow. They work their way into about 60 yards and then start cutting behind me. I turn in the Turkey lounger chair :angry: stupid thing (not a morning pc of equipment) I lock up with the gun up as the gobbler in the lead closes the gap about 50 yards on the other side of the creek. All of a sudden The dreaded PUTT and a hen picks something out and she goes into a putting stage for 20 minutes and the group turns and walks back to the field they came in on and away from me.

As they disappeared in the woods I got up left that lounging chair and off and cross the creek and circled to get in front of them. I figured they were heading to a corn field on the same property so I did a wide sneak and found a spot as I thought I would be in front of them. I hear a gobble out in front of me so I sit down up with the gun and yelped, they gobbled so I cut a couple times , they gobbled and I sit silent and waited.

A couple minutes goes by and hear comes a red head right at me perfect coming right in on a string .

Bang ! The 20 gauge yet roars again - 7:30 Im done.
around 18Lbs , 3/4 spurs and 8.5 beard

My setup and the bird


 
Our first spot had a solo gobbler that was none too interested and headed away from my son and I... we were thinking that they might not really be hot yet... there were still banks of winter snow on the north slopes and bird sightings were way down... we gave the shy tom an hour then packed up and headed to our second location... we were set up by 7:30 and started to yelp and cut... there was a hard wind blowing, but it was blowing back in to where the birds should have been... After ten minutes we could here a coarse old hen sounding off and then a gobble and overlapping the first gobble was a second... 15 minutes working the toms brought them out into the cut corn... when they spotted the dekes, they raced each other in, strutting and gobbling as they came... the lead bird was a whopper and my son had his bow up and ready... at 30 yards and only one yard from the decoys both gobblers stopped and went into display... as soon as I heard my son's bow go off, I let fly at the second gobbler with my Browning Maxus... my son nailed his and I missed mine (I was paying more attention to his arrow than my bead), a quick follow up shot put the second tom down. My son took of in a sprint after his gobbler as it trotted away with the arrow... the big tom made it across the corn and expired at the fence row... we didn't need it, but there was a good blood trail from the decoys right to the downed bird. My bird had a 9" beard and 1" spurs and weighed 20 pounds... my son's bird had a 10" beard, 1 1/4" spurs and weighed just shy of 21 pounds...

We were done for the day at 8 am...

I was pretty jacked for my son as this was his first archery tom, although he has taken 15 or so with a shotgun. It was a great morning... we dressed the birds and did some scouting for tomorrow morning... there were two groups of birds at one of our more productive spots, including a huge tom, with a beard that was almost dragging the ground (has to be 12 or 13" long)...

Time to get some turkey blood on my Hoyt.

 
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