I was once told " you very seldom miss a turkey , you just didnt kill it" that makes sense to me, i just didnt kill a few in my day too. :rotf:

1892 grade 0 hammer reporting from PA.

Turned the photo.

Nice one Harold❗️
See you at Ernie’s??





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Nice bird Harold. Is that a slug gun you used? I see a scope mounted on it.:)

Dylan great job!

Harold looking good!

Saturday morning found me walking the lowlands with a Damascus 16 gauge GHE, a mouth call and 6 shotgun shells. The romance I vision involves no blinds nor decoys. A love affair, just me against turkey. The morning awoke to a gobbler in a romantic mood. He was gobbling on the roost at the river’s edge. I headed in his direction with the intention of flirting with him at first light. We had a great romantic affair underway when like flipping a switch he shut up, obviously not impressed with my “I love you”. I sat quietly for an hour enjoying the morning waking up all around me. Amazing creation we get to enjoy on mornings such as these. I finally decided to move a little closer to the dance floor, making my way towards the field that lay on the banks of the river. I spotted lover all puffed up dancing around a hen looking pretty. He quit talking to me because he found his true love. Knowing I had no chance to get within range I eased away to leave the lovers to themselves. The season is winding down. I have seen lots of turkeys the past few weeks but still haven’t been successful. Or maybe I have been.

I’d call that success. I spent Saturday roaming and calling blind. My watch told me I put in seven miles. I had several encounters, made some blunders, and enjoyed the heck out of the morning. Reggie, you are so right about the beauty of morning in the turkey woods.

Too much!
 

I’m starting to worry a little bit about my Parker brothers. First, we got Big Mike, in another thread, wanting to fillet a stripper and now Reggie’s flirting and romanticizing with a gobbler. What’s happening out there? Or, maybe I don’t wanna know. :rotf::rotf: