Touching story Pat.


Mine was back in college, probably the first real time I went out. I had a buddy who was a good caller/hunter. We set up trying to give me the shot. I am right handed, had the decoys well to my right, expecting the birds to come up the hollow from the left. There was a 4" tree tight in front of me so I could only swing so far left. Didn't he call in 2 nice birds to about 5 yds. They came in and put on a show, full strutting, gobbling, you could hear them when they puffed up. They walked straight in and straight out in such a lane that stupid little tree never allowed me to get a shot, and neither could my buddy. Not 30 minutes later, 2 more HUGE birds came in and my buddy missed a tough 30 ish yard shot. It was a pretty wild time.

I hunted another time or 2 with him and then didn't set foot back into the turkey woods until just a few years ago. I don't know why I took such a long break.