Outdooraddict
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After reading all the posts and looking at all the turkeys I got a wild hair and decided to go out after school. I went to a place I elk hunt thinking that- if the snowline is there- I would run into a turkey... no luck. Nearly 4 miles in and after falling into an ice cold creek (and no turkey) I decide I should start making my way back. As I'm going back, I notice a small creek coming into the area with a little game trail beside it. So I travel about 200 yards up it and come to a huge meadow. I call and a tom calls back- and I can see him at a dead run coming in. He stops at about 30 yards and I can see an o.k. beard on him. Then he does a little strutting and I think to myself, "That is the ugliest damn turkey I have ever seen." I waited a few minutes to see if there were any others with him but no luck. So, after a 4 mile hike and an awesome experience of that tom running in, I nailed him.
This is the 4th time out hunting this year- it's just to hard to leave the kids (one is 2 the other will be one in a week). That helped with the decision as well.
In the pictures (sorry about the quality) you'll notice most of the feathers are broken. So, what do you boys think: are they broke because of him traveling/strutting through the scrub oak (it is REALLY thick there), or was he the other toms' bearded b!tch?
This is the 4th time out hunting this year- it's just to hard to leave the kids (one is 2 the other will be one in a week). That helped with the decision as well.
In the pictures (sorry about the quality) you'll notice most of the feathers are broken. So, what do you boys think: are they broke because of him traveling/strutting through the scrub oak (it is REALLY thick there), or was he the other toms' bearded b!tch?
Very cool pics and story !
