Turkey Season This Weekend!

The time is near and I’m ready! Turkey season opens with the first season this weekend and I’m more than prepared to head out into the timbers to chase some gobblers. I have my shotgun sparkly clean, shells for it, my camouflage gear laid out, and my hands retuned to the use of my slate and box calls for the turkey. I have my blind and a total of a half dozen turkey decoys, which my cousin and I have used throughout the years and past seasons. There is nothing left, but to get out in the woods and reclaim that monster tom that I missed on the last day in the past season.

I just don’t think there is any type of hunting that is so alluring as turkey hunting. Waking up in the near dead of night it seems and putting bulky camouflage on from head to our toes, driving over to the spot and finding a spot to hide the truck. After that from memory finding the spot to set up your position and decoys in complete darkness and then waiting for the right time to start calling in the tom as the songbirds around you start to add such a noise it seems that you can barely hear the tom as he approaches (if your lucky). There is just nothing quite like it in the world.

But back to this big tom… I have heard him and seen him on several hunts, but I have never had enough luck or skill to ever get him to come in like the smaller toms and jakes so easily do. However this time was different I had be studying this turkey for two years and I had somehow predicted where he would come out, which is almost the same travel path he follows daily it seems. I felt ambitious and I set up on that spot to see if I could get a chance at bringing him under the bead of my twelve gauge. He nearly followed the path exactly as I had hoped and set up for and he was also escorting another nice tom alongside him. I had my cousin with me and he also had his shotgun, so what a great opportunity this was turning out to be. We both were licking our chops as these turkeys were quickly closing in on our positions, but they both stopped and walked away from us about 5 to 8 yards from the outer most reach of my comfortable shotgun range. I didn’t dare a shot and I let this legend of a turkey go as I might be able to get him another day (of course when he is even bigger! Ha). I will keep you posted on the hunt and hopefully success this weekend, good luck to you as well this turkey season and remember to keep your stick on the ice.