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Each day of turkey hunting for me brings new lessons of what not to do most often. Since I have only been turkey hunting a few years I thought maybe we could share a few lessons learned on what not to do or even what worked when all else failed.
Heres my first;
Be ready to shoot when you sit down. I had trying to get a bird to come to me all morning but he had a 'spot'. He would come maybe 100 yards in a couple of directions and then go back. About 10am I gave up and headed to the truck which was parked about 3/4 mile away. I had climbed the hill and was about 1/4 from the truck when that rascal yelled at me again. I walked out to a finger ridge and cutt hard at him and he gobbled hard. I easd down towards him cutting the whole time and him gobbling. I turned and ran hard as I could go to where I had been that morning. Called once at the creek, he gobbled about 150 yards away and I crossed the creek and got within what I thought was 100 yards and plopped down. I leaned back and my box call was in a bad spot in my vest between me and the tree so I reached back to move it, looked down to make sure it wasn't gone to get crushed when I leaned on back and looked and he was standing not 60 yards away looking right at me. BUSTED! Man that was a hard one, I about cried all the way to the truck.
Heres my first;
Be ready to shoot when you sit down. I had trying to get a bird to come to me all morning but he had a 'spot'. He would come maybe 100 yards in a couple of directions and then go back. About 10am I gave up and headed to the truck which was parked about 3/4 mile away. I had climbed the hill and was about 1/4 from the truck when that rascal yelled at me again. I walked out to a finger ridge and cutt hard at him and he gobbled hard. I easd down towards him cutting the whole time and him gobbling. I turned and ran hard as I could go to where I had been that morning. Called once at the creek, he gobbled about 150 yards away and I crossed the creek and got within what I thought was 100 yards and plopped down. I leaned back and my box call was in a bad spot in my vest between me and the tree so I reached back to move it, looked down to make sure it wasn't gone to get crushed when I leaned on back and looked and he was standing not 60 yards away looking right at me. BUSTED! Man that was a hard one, I about cried all the way to the truck.