Runningfool
CGN Ultra frequent flyer
- Location
- SW Ontario
I always do it at home, never in the field. Few hours before getting to prepping the bird isn’t a problem and I wouldn’t worry unless it is unusually warm out.
So who here cleans their bird at the kill site amd who is taking their intact bird home to process?
How long are you comfortable leaving the guts in? Ive gutted and plucked my bird on the spot because I dont know why. Whats everyone else doing.
My first Turkey, decent little Jake
You broke the seal ! Many more on the way !
And did you shoot it on your own land ?
Congratulations !
So who here cleans their bird at the kill site amd who is taking their intact bird home to process?
How long are you comfortable leaving the guts in? Ive gutted and plucked my bird on the spot because I dont know why. Whats everyone else doing.
Must be difficult to pluck in the field. If you can make it home in an hour or two bring a large lot of water to a boil and give your bird a quick dip. Feathers will come out much easier
My first Turkey, decent little Jake
You broke the seal ! Many more on the way !
And did you shoot it on your own land ?
Congratulations !
Thanks! It was on my property back where they farmed soy last year. This fall I may actually have some patience and not shoot the first beard i see! Lol. I just thought my pounding heart was going to scare them off.
My first Turkey, decent little Jake
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Congrats RichardK!!! Any issues with trespassers?
Congrats, Alvaro... Foggy morning here...
Cameron... the only thing that would make that story any better was if someone was running video. You're not the first guy who has ever engaged in hand-to-hand combat with a wounded bird, right Dilly ??
Only other comment I will make is that I am not a big fan of running after shot birds with a loaded gun, whether they are are down or not. If they are able to hold there head up then I'd consider tagging them again from where you sit.
Keep the stories coming
We are tagged out too... my son, took a nice two year old gobbler last night and a jake this morning... I took another nice gobbler in an interesting hunt. I had been watching a group of 15 - 18 birds for the past three days... there were three gobblers that had chosen a strutting ground each morning, they were accompanied by five jakes and eight or nine hens. I travelled to a high hill overlooking the area and glassed to be sure they were there and relatively stable and not travelling away. They looked comfortable so I made a big loop around sprinted a couple miles to come in from the backside of the bush... I had to wade a creek up to my crotch and then crawled the last 100 yards to a shooting position. Since they were along the creek their only option was to fly over the creek or to go by my position. I cleaned up a few twigs and opened shooting lanes in two directions with my Sierra Saw... then spent the next hour and a half on my knees watching and waiting. When I saw a hen walking down to the creek bank, my heart sank, sure enough, she flew across and landed in a tree... one by one all of the hens except one flew over the creek... I thought I was sunk... but was counting on the reluctance bigger gobblers have for flying unless they have to. The jakes began to move my way, and to my surprise the hens all glided out of the trees and back to the field most landing within 30 yards of me... the bigger gobbler was bringing up the rear... five minutes later, I was surrounded by jakes and hens and a couple two year old toms and the big bird was still not in a shooting position... I was waiting for him to step into a lane that I had cleared... the problem was, I had a hen 5 feet to my left and one 5 feet to my right and a couple jakes 10 feet behind me... I was pinned down and could not budge... the gobbler was getting closer to my lane when all of a sudden one hen started peering intently into my eyes from 5 feet... I tried not to blink but couldn't hold it, as soon as I blinked she started warning "putting." I knew the jig was up, the birds would spook in seconds, the gobbler was just entering my shooting lane, so I though "screw it"... threw the gun to my shoulder settled the bead on its neck and fired... the gobbler went down hard and the bush erupted with cackles and wings (and shyte bombs)... in five seconds it was just me and the dead gobbler... a little excitement for coronary health...
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Not sure what your concern is about moving with a loaded gun, but to each their own. I do it all the time. In this case, as I said, I wasn't running, but was stalking slowly to close the distance because there was no good shot from where I was.
We are tagged out too... my son, took a nice two year old gobbler last night and a jake this morning... I took another nice gobbler in an interesting hunt. I had been watching a group of 15 - 18 birds for the past three days... there were three gobblers that had chosen a strutting ground each morning, they were accompanied by five jakes and eight or nine hens. I travelled to a high hill overlooking the area and glassed to be sure they were there and relatively stable and not travelling away. They looked comfortable so I made a big loop around sprinted a couple miles to come in from the backside of the bush... I had to wade a creek up to my crotch and then crawled the last 100 yards to a shooting position. Since they were along the creek their only option was to fly over the creek or to go by my position. I cleaned up a few twigs and opened shooting lanes in two directions with my Sierra Saw... then spent the next hour and a half on my knees watching and waiting. When I saw a hen walking down to the creek bank, my heart sank, sure enough, she flew across and landed in a tree... one by one all of the hens except one flew over the creek... I thought I was sunk... but was counting on the reluctance bigger gobblers have for flying unless they have to. The jakes began to move my way, and to my surprise the hens all glided out of the trees and back to the field most landing within 30 yards of me... the bigger gobbler was bringing up the rear... five minutes later, I was surrounded by jakes and hens and a couple two year old toms and the big bird was still not in a shooting position... I was waiting for him to step into a lane that I had cleared... the problem was, I had a hen 5 feet to my left and one 5 feet to my right and a couple jakes 10 feet behind me... I was pinned down and could not budge... the gobbler was getting closer to my lane when all of a sudden one hen started peering intently into my eyes from 5 feet... I tried not to blink but couldn't hold it, as soon as I blinked she started warning "putting." I knew the jig was up, the birds would spook in seconds, the gobbler was just entering my shooting lane, so I though "screw it"... threw the gun to my shoulder settled the bead on its neck and fired... the gobbler went down hard and the bush erupted with cackles and wings (and shyte bombs)... in five seconds it was just me and the dead gobbler... a little excitement for coronary health...
It happens...good on you for taking on the challenge of taking a bird with a long bow. I love how so many hunters make an extra effort to make a hunt more challenging. Good on you for not taking the easy road in filling a tag
It was a learning experince to say the least. I did not even use a blind....i was set up in a creek bed and behind a big oak tree. Had i waited until the Tom got jiggy with the decoy, i might have gotten him.....but i rushed everything, so thats on me.....lol




























