I got my first bird with my new Mathews on April 24. I set up in the edge of meadow, in a woods. At first light I heard a bunch of gobbles, but it soon became quiet. I had just finished some soft yelps when I saw a tom fly in, about 125 yards away. He must have flown down a ways off of the roost. I gave a few yelps, and he trotted into towards me. At about 15 yards, he stopped to stare at the jake decoy, and decided to walk off. I decided it was now or never, and picked a spot on between his wings. At 22 yards my bow went off unconsciously, and my arrow flew perfect. He fell down in a heap, but as I exited the blind he took off. After a short dash I had him. He weighed 22 pounds and had a 7.75 inch beard to go along with 3/4 inch spurs. My arrow entered to the right of the tail, detached the right drumstick, and pentetrated the chest. After all that, he still had had the energy to flew. It was a great hunt, and later that afternoon I called in a jake for my younger brother, and he made a great shot with a 20 gauge Remington.
First bird with the Mathews
