After my last day of chasing gobblers yesterday I wonder how it took me so long to get into this.

I have hunted whitetails for 11 years now, however last year was my first year in the turkey woods.

Last years hunt was done before it got started as we had a tom in front of us at 40 yards in no time. This year to mix things up I decided to break the Mathews out and head after them. Although I never even had a close encounter with a tom (could of shot a bearded hen), I had some of the best days walking over the ridges and streams hoping to hear a lone tom gobble.

I have a feeling that a new addiction is forming for years to come.....