On the last day we had on the trip, during the last hour, at the last spot before heading home, Little Bossman got himself a Merriams. Saw a lot of birds again out there, and even passed on a flock of jakes the first morning. The big boys were still in the flocks breeding, but one morning we did get one to come in only to hang up at 35 in a litte brush. We hunted a couple different ranches out there, but finally cashed in on a heavily hunted piece of public land.
Now that his quest is done, the fans are drying, and the pressure is off we have one last hunt here in MN. We put 6500 miles on chasing turkeys the last couple months, and something like 25 days on the road. I’m sure glad to be able to jump on the wheeler, and go for a few around home… finally!
At six years old he never complained, or put up any fuss. He’s a pretty special little guy, and I’m glad we had the chance to spend this time together chasing turkeys.
His Merriam
Florida double bearded Osceola
Eastern
Rio
I was able to complete my Grand Slam this year also, and to tell the truth it really didn’t matter if I got it or not. The fact I could be with my son for the whole trek while he did his trumps my slam by a mile. This was the most rewarding year of hunting I have ever had, and I have a lifetime of hunting with him to look forward to.