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....not shooting a turkey!

What a day.
Some will read this and wonder how it was a good day, others will understand and smile as I am now.

Alarm clock - 4am
Dressed, out the door - 4:25
Buddy's driveway, gear into his truck, on the road coffee in hand - 5am
Dropped off at field edge - 5:15
Blind up, decoy out, ready for birds (gun in sock and still unloaded ;)) - 5:35
Call call call wait
Call call call wait
Call call call wait
.....see where this is going....
First radio contact with partner, confirms no sightings but a few distant gobbles - 8:30
Second radio contact confirms "no joy" terminate in 45 minutes - 9:30
Gear packed, blind collapsed, decoy away, unloaded - 10:00
Rendez Vous at mid-point to truck - 10:30....but wait....what's that in the lower valley?
Insert expletive....two jakes.
Buddy's gear too far away (already stopped at truck), one set of gear, two guys, we can make this work.
I got the 11-87, you take the call (momma didn't raise no fool:D)
Set the deak back up, retreat 20 yards and find natural cover. Me, back to the bush, facing my deak, buddy on the call, 5 yards back and burried in bush. Sweet.
Cluck cluck puuurrrrr....
Cluck cluck puuurrrrr....
GOBBLE GOBBLE GOBBLE!!!!
Great, right? Not so much! TWO gobblers worked around and are approaching to my 6...and buddy's 6.:eek:
They get to my 3 at 12 yards out, but so close, I cannot swing the required 90 degrees. They got hung up, retreat back into the bush.
Smart as I am :redface: I turn now and face where they were (what was my 3 is now 12 and opens up a full 180 deg if that makes sense) should have been here in the first place.
Now back out come our two randy jakes, 10 yards back and now at my 3.....but so is my buddy :runaway::runaway:.
All I could do was watch as they farted around, lost interest and buggered off.
Literally 5 yards off my pal's boots, and he never saw a thing because he was face down calling like man posessed. He was face down because when he dropped off his gear, he stripped some camo and the only thing to do with him was bury him deep while we tried to make this happen.
So....how many guys have had two jakes at 12 yards...twice...and not had a shot?
We killed ourselves laughing all the way home, and will remember this morning for a good long time!
To all those who've posted, bummed about missed opportunities or days you got skunked - part of the game we play and one of the best reasons to get out and do it again!
Go get 'em!
 
Great story! I was smiling the whole time i read it, just knowing that i'll be going through the same thing next week... Can't wait though!

Better luck next time! :)
 
grunt031 said:
My wife looks at me and said what was great about that. I just shook my head and told she will never understand. Gotta love turkey hunting.....
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And there-in lies the oblivian of the masses.
No disrespect to your lovely (I assume;)) wife, but her comments are a perfect illustration of how misunderstood our activities are...even by those among us.
I had opportunity not long ago to read a post from a fellow member who described a hunt without harvest as unsuccessful. By that definition, my day too was a loss.
In my modest and inexperienced opinion, I beg to differ.
Two things I learned today: Turkeys will come to the call, not the decoy (and may surprise you in how they get there), and, a days hunt that yields a good story and a few laughs is much more valuable than a few lbs of breast meat.
I honestly believe that very few of "us" hunt for the harvest. Far more of us hunt for the challenge, tradition and therapy of the chase. I callenge anyone to tell me they find greater benefit in the end result than the process.

Good luck to all, have fun, and get a newbie out and get 'em hooked!
Now watch as I step down off my sap-box :redface:
 
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