Hunt 4 Bucks said:
Nice globber Spit! :yeah:
Did he globble on the way in or was he silent?
How long is his spurs and beard?
TOM TERRIFIC?
My nose told me I was sitting in a patch of wild onions...
The air was crisp.... 55 degrees. The makings of a beautiful day.
I had been working on a Tom since first light. When I say working I mean working smart. Not too much not too little. Now he was ready to bail.
The flydown cackle came from flawlessly from the Quaker Boy. Not 30 seconds later, through the trees, I saw his ghost drop from a huge cottonwood.
On the ground at 150 his gobbles sounded farther away than when he was on the roost. Now to close the distance....
The morning air had been void of any competition....that is until now. The Tom now on the ground, suddenly seemed to have his choice of what appeared to be a dozen loud obnocious hens. My ass was planted in the onions while they were on the move. I lost the first battle as the hens drug him away.
The yelps strangely never seemed to stop. For some reason one of the hens could not keep her beak shut. Soon she was answering my yelps. Not in challenge, but more like...hey girl, sup?
He came silently, just following the two hens he was with. The vocal hen on the otherhand, was answering my yelps and purrrr's. They drug him along like a ball and chain. This trio was trying to locate me and it appeared they would miss my location by 80 yards or so. A little purrring gave them my general location and the vocal hen brought him right in. The hens were almost in my lap before the Tom presented a shot. And though he came in silent, he stayed in full strut.
My Primos Cuttin 2.5 (fave) brought him out of strut and THAT was his last gobble.
His stats:
1 1/4 x 10 1/2 x 26#
30 yards
Winchester Super X Turkey 3" #5
No TOM TERRIFIC in MY book, but a nice bird none the less.
I love shooting them......just hate eating them.
From now on I'm gonna breast em' out and give em' away.
It would have been great on film. 8)
Hope you get your TOM TERRIFIC! :wink: