Post by LongSpur39 on May 1, 2014 18:22:35 GMT -5
Well opening day didn't start out so good. This is what can happen to me. No making up crap here. You can't make this up. So my girlfriend and I leave the house, late!! We get to the woods park the truck. I'm telling her no slam in doors cause I had no idea where birds had roosted. Sooooo... I hit the locks on the doors while we were getting our gear out of the back doors. My girlfriend says oh I forgot my drink. She reaches around and lifts the lock on the front door. Noooo!! The alarm goes off! My keys were now on my inside pocket. I'm scrambling to shut it off. I was slightly upset. So then we are walking along our lower four wheeler trail. I look up ahead some 60 yds and see a spot in the tree. I don't remember seeing that there. We walk closer and a fan flutters and a long neck cranes around. Uh oh I said. Just then the hen putts and launches a mile away. Within minutes a gobbler hammers up the hill 100 yds or so. I thought this could be a good thing? So I tell her we have to move fast away from him then circle above him. She's moving like a snail . So I slowed to her pace. Meanwhile the gobbler is booming on the limb. We made our way to the top field above him. Get set up and I gave some soft yelps. He answered with a double. I waited 5 minutes or so. Did a fly down then Assembly's. He answered back quick. As we sat there I saw a thick blanket of fog coming at us across the field. I thought oh no not good. Thankfully just as the fog approached he flew of his high perch. He landed in the lower corner 400 yds below us. He gobbled but know he was barely audible because he was in the wide open. My girlfriend says he's leaving !! I said no he isn't. He's coming to us. I called a few more times. He's getting louder and louder but the fog was so thick couldn't see him. Next thing I see is a big dark fan coming out of the fog. She still couldn't see him. Finally he gobbles hard right at us. And she says I'm on em!! We let him walk to 15 yds in mid gobble she slammed his head back. Beautiful bird like a ghost coming in.