I went last Satuday and Sunday,snowing like a bugger on Sat. saw to hens at about 60 yds,called on the box,got the hens to answer.Went home wet and looking forward to the next day.

Sunday drive 30 miles east of Lewistown,go to a familar spot where I shot a tom last year and the year befor.My brother in law gose with me this time,we get to the spot,park the pick-up and grab our bows and gear and head out.This my first trip out with my new SB and first bow hunt in 5 years.We wal about 1/4 mile and I spot 7 turkeys one good tom and several jakes.They were about 150 yds down on the creek,we set up and I give a few yelps and no answer,so I cluck and the big tom starts to strut,but dose not move.We decide to try to sneek up on them.We circle around and got above them on a ridge and slowly work our way towards them.We see the first turkey and range him at 36 yds.We hold up and wait for them to start feeding away from us.My brother in law starts to work towards them and I hold back and slip off to the left side of the rige and get 20 yds off of the trail and start to call.Well here comes about 10 birds and all are small toms,I'm watching John close in on the big tom at about 15 yds.Well the other birds are getting close now about 20 yds and I can't help it I pull my bow up and go full draw,wait for the 5 or 6 bird to stop,center my 20 yds pin on his chest,breath,squeezed the trigger on my release and WHACK!!!!,I hit about 3 inches high.Jhon jumps up cussing me out cause he had the big tom one step away,at 10 yds and man did the birds fly there had to been about 40 of them in that crick bottom all I could do was laugh.Well we spent the rest of the day tracking them in the snow and spot and stalking them.John missed 2 more birds,one about at 7 yds and another at 12 yds.I let him shoot the rest of the day,cause he pouted so much about me screwing his hunt up.
Well I will givem heck the end of the week and this weeken with my dad.
Good luck to all.
BBJ