Had an exciting day yesterday, unfortunately, I choked.

Hunted a spot a buddy of mine told me about in NJ yesterday. The morning started off slow, called in a couple hens, after a couple hours of cold calling we decided to do some running & gunning. Found a field with 3 strutters & 6 hens, and decided to make a move on them.

Snuck into the woods near the field edge, called a while, no response. Moved a couple times, struck a gobble, and it was game on. We spent 4 hours working these birds, playing hide-and-go-seek, 15 minutes before shooting time ended (noon), we called them up a hill, the lead gobbler hung up at 35 yards and since my buddy didn't like the shot, I took the shot, and missed. We took a look for feathers, and saw where my pellets had torn the dirt up a few feet in front of where the bird had been standing, so at least I feel good that I didn't pepper the bird. Just when you start thinking you have this all figured out....

I may just go out today and tattoo an "L" on my forehead...

Hunting in PA Monday morning, then up to NY for 2 days for their opener. Hopefully, I can redeem myself....