Great stories guys
Me, my twin brother, and my dad head out for St. Francisville (which is about a hour away from where we live) we planning on staying the whole weekend. it was youth hunt. so me and my dad set out for the woods early in the morning we call and hear a few gobblers. one way off. we finnally decided to set up on this old logging road which is right on the property line of public hunting land. soon we call and hear a gobbler right in front of us far away. so we sit there for 40 minutes silent waiting (its a road so we can see left and right, we have a decoy on both sides) then all of a sudden i look to my right and i see this bright red head bobbing slowly through the woods. i pat my dad to let him know. i swing my gun around soon as he went behind a tree and i settled my shotgun on my knee.. my dad whispers "you better cap that sucker looks like hes about to head out" so the turkey about 50 yards away starts turning around and soon as his head came out from behind that tree i capped sucker. He was a big gobbler.. bout 22 to 23 pounds.. i love this story and memory bc its my first turkey i think i have a picture of my turkey in my albums so check it out