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Kat
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I had a great time this morning. Shortly after sunup I had two toms gobbling about 100 yards out or so. I’ll be the first to admit that I won’t be winning any turkey calling contests, but I have fun. Anyway my tone must have changed from sweet-talking to asking if he’d still respect me in the morning and then I must have asked him to meet my parents because they decided to make a sharp left turn over the ridge. Oh well. Soon a small group of hens fed around my decoys. I was pretty sure I saw a bearded hen yesterday and yep, there she was. I thought about shooting her, but thought maybe she had a nest going so I didn’t. Her beard was about eight inches or so. That was cool. They left and I called some more. Suddenly out of nowhere a big jake came up to the decoy and said “hey baby.†I let two jakes walk yesterday, but a little bird told me to take this one. It was just a picture perfect twenty yard shot. I couldn’t pass it up. I don’t have a scale but I’ll guess he's around 16 lbs or so, and he did have a whopping four and a half inch beard. The tips of his tail are really light.
I’m having too much fun, I’m going to buy another tag now and get one of those big boys.
I’m having too much fun, I’m going to buy another tag now and get one of those big boys.
