Bob being Bob!
Bob and I had a plan. He would walk a field to listen and I would circle another field to listen for gobbler music. The planned worked well. I heard my first gobbler far away followed by a second on the same hill as I, but down over quite a distance. I heard a third tom and this bird was closer. I called and he answered. I had his roosting site in my sights!
I called Bob and told him to meet me at the car. We hurried and set up at the best site we could find. Notice I said the best site we could find for the calling site was far from perfect, but it would have to do.
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The bird seemed interested as I called some. The turkey was about 100 yards from us. I had taken a gobbler exactly at this area a few years ago so I wasn’t totally concerned yet. Suddenly all was silent. We waited awhile to see what the bird ‘s next step was in this game. the answer is …HE WON! Later disturbances in the field’s knee-high grasses told of birds exiting away from our calling. A hen, apparently, had taken the big boy from Bob and I. That’s turkey hunting!
We quit by 7:00 A.M. and headed home for bacon and eggs!
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Larry, Do you hunt them to eat, or do you take photos…?
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Chuck, I do both…I usually grind all the white and dark meat together for burgers and meatballs. Occasionally we roast one as in a Thanksgiving meal.