Headed out to one of spots yesterday morning; decided to just set up the decoy and sit. Got situated around 5:30, first gobble at 5:49. One straight out front, about 100-120 yards, and another at about 10:00, off over the rise and farther out. Gave them some time to gobble on their own, then started some soft yelps and clucks on a a slate call. This continued until 6:30 or so, then flydown. The closest bird moved off (dammit!), and I thought it would be another bust.
Brought out old faithful; a small box call I've had for decades. Belted out some loud yelps, and that turned them around. Gobbling closer and closer, and then I see coming over the hill THREE gobblers all strutting. This guy seemed to have the biggest bird, so he got the short straw. Bird 2 immediately flew off, but bird 3 just stood there looking stupid as I got up to go to the kill. He finally flew off when I got halfway there. Time of kill was 6:59, so 70 minutes between forst gobble and the shot.
20 lbs, 6 oz, 10.0" beard, 1.0" spurs (both). Taken with my trusty
20 gauge 12.75" Benelli M2 SBS, with Federal 3" Mag Shok 1-5/16 loads. 30 yard shot, down right there.
I've been after these birds since April 13, every other morning hens have ruined the hunt.
Gobbler Place of Kill 20190428 by
FredMan, on Flickr
Gobbler Fan SBS 20190428 by
FredMan, on Flickr
This is the first dead bird our dogs have seen, and they weren't too sure. Shadow (GSD) had this look like "what did he do to make you mad? Please tell me so I won't make the same mistake!" and Moxie didn't like it at all. Barked at it for about 20 minutes.
Gobbler Fan Shadow 20190428 by
FredMan, on Flickr
Gobbler & Moxie 20190428 by
FredMan, on Flickr