12 years ago I ventured out one spring morning, by myself,hoping of killing a gobbler. I had never heard a gobbler in the woods and didnt even know if i would recognize one. Well by the grace of god our property was full of birds that morning. I soon realized what a gobble sounded like and counted 8 spearated birds roosted on our farm and each gobble sent chills thru my spine.
I didnt kill anything that first year (called in a hen, and missed one at 4yds) or for the next 2 years after that but i was hooked from day one.
This year I will be hunting in three states during a month vacation, and there hasnt been a turkey safe onour farm for the past 9years (I eventually learned what I was doing and have limited out ever since)