I've only taken three birds and have only been turkey hunting for 2 years. My most memorable hunt was the first one I'd ever been on. My buddy talked me into going, which wasn't hard, and said he knew where a nice tom roosted. Anyway, we got there before daylight and he got out his owl hooter call and the bird said nothing. He tried again...still nothing. I told him to let me try and I hooted with my mouth and the tom sounded off. Man my hair stood up on end. That was the first time I'd ever heard a wild turkey gobble. Well, with high expectations and a bundle of nerves we cut across a pasture and into some select cut timeber close to the birds. We wound up too close and the wary tom had his neck stuck out and had us pegged. I saw him on the roost and got my buddies attention and we backed out and sat down behind some brush. As we were setting there, the tom started strutting on his perch and gobbling his head off. We watched and listened to hens and other gobblers that were all around us. Needless to say I was hooked on that first day. It turned out we were both watching a gobbler in the same tree, but there were two of them. As daylight came on and the birds flew down, we counted 6 gobblers and 16 hens. They all flew to a hilside where we sat and watched them fight, scratch, mate, yelp, and gobble until it plum hurt. I didn't get a bird that day, but I took to turkey hunting much to my wife's dismay. Took a lot of money to get into, but I'm not through and its been worth every cent.



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