Limb Chicken
Active Member
I have a spot that is my ace in the hole and is now reserved for my turkey hunting buddy of 22 years. Approaching 70 years old he still gets after it. I cherish every minute in the blind with my Dad. I am very fortunate to be able to still spend time with the man that introduced me to hunting at the young age of 5 when I followed him to the marsh with my single shot nickel plated H&R .410 with one shell in my pocket.
He is always waiting when I get to his house. In the driveway with his bags and gun ready. I tease him and ask if he has been there all night and we are on our way. This spot doesn't always hold a lot of birds but there is no pressure at all and is is very secluded and an easy walk. Although I think he could walk further than I can it is still nice...
Set up, wind blowing and gobbles in the distance but nothing really close. About 7:45 am a hen appears marches straight to the decoys, struts, bumps and is on her way. The next he emerges from the same spot and comes to the spread on a b-line as well. Only she sticks around, preens, eats and comes back. About 8:20 another hen appears and with tommy longbeard in tow. She proceeds to give him the slip and he falls in love with the hen that fell in love with our decoys... I give her a holla holla back and back she comes bringing tommy longbeard to his dirtnap blizzard mixed up by Big Cese himself. It still gets him charged up when he shoots a bird and he really likes it when we are done early... I only hope I am able to be waiting outside with the lights on, bags and bow and my son teases me about being outside waiting all night. Congrats buddy!
He is always waiting when I get to his house. In the driveway with his bags and gun ready. I tease him and ask if he has been there all night and we are on our way. This spot doesn't always hold a lot of birds but there is no pressure at all and is is very secluded and an easy walk. Although I think he could walk further than I can it is still nice...
Set up, wind blowing and gobbles in the distance but nothing really close. About 7:45 am a hen appears marches straight to the decoys, struts, bumps and is on her way. The next he emerges from the same spot and comes to the spread on a b-line as well. Only she sticks around, preens, eats and comes back. About 8:20 another hen appears and with tommy longbeard in tow. She proceeds to give him the slip and he falls in love with the hen that fell in love with our decoys...
I give her a holla holla back and back she comes bringing tommy longbeard to his dirtnap blizzard mixed up by Big Cese himself. It still gets him charged up when he shoots a bird and he really likes it when we are done early... I only hope I am able to be waiting outside with the lights on, bags and bow and my son teases me about being outside waiting all night. Congrats buddy!
