Story of the Hunt

Longtime friend and turkey hunting buddy, Jimmy Majors, was hunting a three day hunt with me and having this bird hang up on us the day before gobbling and strutting his head off for over an hour, not 65 yards away, tore us up. The bird had done the same thing with me and my son Will the weekend before so I now knew we'd just have to get in front of this smart tom.

Well, the next day the boss went to gobbling the ridges of a nice hardwood bottom. The tops had been clearcut and we figured that's where the hens would be headed and off we went on a mile and a half chase. We crossed a big ole creek 3 different times as this tom really knew how to throw his gobbles. In a trek that ended up like the shape of a W, we ended up on the top easing up to a clear cut woodpile.

When I eased up, I saw tail and whispered to Jimmy, "He's here". Jimmy eased up, gun ready and three hens and a jake were leading the tom around. Jimmy whispered, "I can bust him from here". I said, wait for the hens to get out of the way. I clucked loudly and got the hens neverous and they veered off to our left, not five yards away. A sharp putt from me brought the toms head high and out of of full strut to half strut looking for us.

Jimmy fired and off we went to do the dead bird rodeo. Jimmy lost five points due to not getting both legs and ended up with a nice slash from a super sharp spur. Man, a good time was had by both and some memories made for a lifetime.