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Tyler Morris - Age 9
Saturday - April 24th, 2004
Inside the Double Bull Import Blind
3 Hens and Jake Decoy
Hen in the background and to the right side.

Saturday, April 24th –
Me and my Son Tyler try for his turkey.
6:25 a.m. - Gobbler is gobbling on Roost, too far away to from our location to move.
6:30 a.m. – Starts to rain, glad I bought a Double Bull Blind for us this year, I call every time the rain lets up to be able to hear it in a distance.
6:45 a.m. – Watch Noah and his Ark float by.
7:00 a.m. – Seven Hens show up responding to my calling and split up around us from 10 yards to 70 yards, Tyler call this place HENVILLE.
9:30 a.m. – Hens finally decide to leave. Tyler enjoyed watching them.
9:45 a.m. – Raining so hard decoy fall over because of the dirt turns to mud.
10:15 a.m. – Rain lets up I call and Gobbler comes over ridge and is at 60 yards out raining so hard to awhile to see his wet matted beard. Never comes any closer and leaves the area.
11:00 a.m. – Two hens responding to calling and roam around us sit down in the field at about 30 yards out trying to survive the rain.
12:00 p.m. – Rain finally stops and I start calling like a wild crazed hen.
1:00 p.m. – I have to run hens off because we have to leave since season ends at 1:00 each day.
1:30 p.m. – Loaded truck up and getting ready to leave when I see 3 gobblers coming over hill in the area we had hunted all day. Headed right for where we had been set up. Go figure.

Sunday – April 25th -
Me and my Son Tyler try for his turkey.
6:15 a.m. – Four hens show up about 60 yards out.
6:30 a.m. – Gobbler starts gobbling and is heading our direction.
7:00 a.m. – Hens start heading his direction.
7:30 a.m. – Hens go over ridge and gobbling stops.
9:30 a.m. – Three hens come in from different direction responding to my calling.
11:00 a.m. – We roam walk to top of ridge to have a look and nothing.
11:30 a.m. – Tyler say’s he is done. So we head out.

No matter what I do I just can’t seem to make it all come together.

Monday – April 26th -
6:00 a.m. – Gobbling starts from one bird about 100 yards off.
6:15 a.m. – Watch Gobbler and two hens fly out of tree at 80 yards off.
6:30 a.m. – Hen and Gobbler go one direction other hen head my direction.
6:45 a.m. – Hen get so close to me that I have my head down and can not see the end of the barrel of the gun but still can barely see her.
7:00 a.m. – Hen finally walks over ridge I get up head his direction he is still gobbling.
7:15 a.m. – Peak around corner of woods and hen is 20 yards off and spook her and she runs into woods. No more gobbling.

Nothing the rest of the day.

First time I was glad not to harvest a bird, because I did not want to make my boy feel bad after he did so good over the weekend to stay with it. Hard for a 9 year old.

Will take him out if the weather old next weekend.

PABowhntr

Very nice detailed post and the picture is great. It looks like quite a barren area you are hunting in...at least from what I can see out of the window of your blind. Sounds like you had alot of fun.

jepcho

Glad you had fun. Good luck with the rest of your season.

Doemasters

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