I watched about forty turkeys feeding out in a cut cornfield several hundred yards away before they made their way to the edge of the woodline and start towards me. They bunched up as they entered the little patch of woods I was in before flying over a little creek single-file fifty yards away from me and making a beeline for my stand. There were some big gobblers at the end of the flock, and I was going to let all the hens walk by and take one of them, but one of the hens in the first three or so under my tree looked up and spotted me. She didn't putt, but got nervous enough to do a 180 and start back the direction they'd come from. The whole chain of turkeys began moving away, so I hurried up and drew before they got out of bow range. The motion of drawing startled a few in the back that were closer to me, but I was still able to pick out a big one at about 20 yards and drill her square in the back, centering her spine. Cleaning her later revealed the hole I'd blown a hole through her spine to be about half as big as my fist right. I use Rocket Aerohead Miniblasters tipped with Pathfinder points to cut 1 3/4" holes through whatever I shoot.
