Okay you asked for it. I’m not much of a writter.
Story begings that I’ve returned to work. Couldn’t stand beign retired. So the pressure was on to shoot a turkey by 8:30 am and Drive from Isanti to Bloomington get there by 10:00 am.
Sunday night I arrived to the land and talked to the land owner about possible spots to set up. Having over 300 acres of Land to hunt I wasn’t shure were to start. I couldn’t beleive it when he told me the best spot was just of the edge of his drive way.
Feeling a bit of pressue from some others I wanted to shoot this bird with a bow. So I set up my Matrix 360 in the woods. 5:30 came and It was already very light out due to the moon. I sat a bit an couldn’t hear any turkeys on account of the frogs, cranes, owles, ducks, geese, woodpeckers, crows, Local rednecks with the dual pipes.
I called for awhile and nothing. Then I heard a faint gobble on the North end of the property. I got out of the stand and put my Orange hat on. Not wanting to take any chances. Considering the recent Turkey hunting fatality. (no comment). I called for a while, I could hear a gobble coming from what seemed a mile away. Then nothing. By this time I figured I should start getting packed up and head for work. I whent up to the house and go packed up. But I thought I’ll give one last call. And before I could get the second note out 2 toms called back. I grabbed my shot gun, bow was cased up. and a minute later there he was right behind me. I got him right in the neck and not one feather fell off. I’m getting him mounted. End of story
P.S. I made it to work by 10:00