Turkey Hunt 2016

This year’s opening weekend of the 2016 spring turkey season was a little different.  A couple of the usual suspects were not able to attend.  Jason’s baby James was born just a few days earlier, so obviously he was staying home to enjoy that family time.  Our star turkey caller Robert had prior obligations with some of his friends to celebrate birthdays.  However, my dad Jack was able to join me and a first time guest Colby from work.  Just want to take a moment and say that even though we focus on hunting and fishing, that family is a priority to us. 

The Friday afternoon before opening morning my dad and I tried to located some birds and look for sign.  We covered a lot of ground and only got one bird to gobble and found very little sign.  During that process it rained twice on us.  To provide some protection from the rain we attached a tarp to the top rack of the RZR.  That turned out to be good move.

Since we only had one confirmed area with a gobbler, we knew where we were going to hunt in the morning.  We had planned on being in the woods 30 minutes prior to sun rise.  The weather had other plans.  It rained all night and was raining when we got up.  With all of the cloud cover it pushed daylight back about 30 minutes and we really didn’t want to get wet first thing in the morning.  At around 7:00 am the rain let up a bit and I decided to go.  It was still wet enough that dad decided to stay in.  When I got to the area, after a few crow calls, I heard a gobble up the hill.  I immediately started heading that direction.  I quickly realized how out of shape I am.  When I got close to the top of the hill I called at them with a slate call to see if they were interested.  Turned out they were very interested and distance between us was getting shorter.  Things were happening fast at this point.  I needed to find a spot to set up quickly.  I finished the trek to the top of the hill and set up.  I called again and I could tell they were well on their way.  I waited a couple more minutes and called again and they were only about 30 yards out, but just out of site because of the hill.  At about that same moment I spotted not one, but two turkey heads appear at about 25 yards coming towards me.  They were both gobblers with what appeared to be equal length beards.  By the time I identified them and compared them they were at about 15 yards and I took the one in front.  The turkey has a 10" beard.  It was one of the quickest and most exciting turkey hunts that I’ve ever been on.  Sometimes things just work out and come easy.  This was one of those rare times.