Alas my second season of chasing gobblers has come to an end. But not without rewards, even thou i didnt fire a shot, it was rewarding indeed. The time spent in the woods with my family, in particular my wife, has become priceless to me. I hunted last year for the first time and was convinced my wife would love it, even thou she was skeptical. I only wish i could have taken a picture of the look on her face when she heard her first gobbler, priceless. As for me i made it a point to spend as much time learning as anything else. Not to let the pressure of gettin a bird ruin the hunt, as the pressures of life tend to ruin some of my days. Ive learned how to sit still for literally hours listeneing to nothing but the sounds of the woods.
If nothing else ive learned something of myself, and ive learned that im a turkey addict, through and through. Ive learned that the one piece of brush that you think wont be in the way, will be. That the wind can make a gobbler sound like hes right in front of you, when hes really right behind you
. Ive also learned that getting a bird isnt everything, but it sure would be nice
. Anyway now i have a lot of information to mull over till next spring. With duck and goose seasons not so very far away i believe i have a better understanding of who i am and that just because you aint heard a gobble dont mean there aint a turkey on your doorstep
. Good luck to all that are still huntin, congrats to those who have scored a bird or two and to those of you like me, theres always next year
My sophmore season ends
