Son of a ……well I got a glimpse and he was with several hens. I couldn’t compete but at least I didn’t spook him so maybe this afternoon, time to go find another one

He spoke at 5:55. Gobbled I guess 15 times until 6:30. He was roosted above me but only about 80 yards and I was Skeered to try and move and get on the same ridge him being that close. Pitched down and came down on my level to my right.....figured he would hit the woods road I was sitting above. Nope.....crossed the little Branch and went to the opposite ridge. Gobbled probably 10 times from 6:30 to 7:15 then he was done. I killed one right about where he was roosted 3 years ago. So....I'm gonna try and be sitting in his living room about 5:30 tomorrow morning.....hoping he decides to roost on that same ridge.

Finally heard one gobble on the roost yesterday evening. Went and set up on him this morning. Jake

Beautiful morning - not a peep either lease

Season gettn good now!! 🤣🤣 miss March

Nothing here. This season is likely over where I hunt.

You just hunting the wrong wind.

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Good stuff 😀

Simon and Garfunkel morning. “Sounds of Silence.”

Hoping the birds are loud tomorrow. I get to hunt tomorrow thankfully. This whole job thing is overrated.

Right on schedule here. Didn’t hear a peep until 8 and then I heard 5. Nothing like a nice mountainous hike to have him shut up when you get back in ear shot of him. Man this is a fun game..

It is a beautiful day in MO too. Sad that the season doesnt start for 2 more days.

First thing my buddy said was “ I know you’re angry at me but I just wanted to see the Turkey”…story of my life

Sounds like you need a new hunting buddy!

Should have told him if he would have given you a minute he could see it all he wants!

he’s just there for the fellowship & camaraderie 😜

He would have left with a few new knots on his head.

I had a dumb mistake this morning and missed one at 7:00

Thigpen day 2 for us. Put in 9.5 miles of walking yesterday and didn’t find a track, scratching, or a feather. Told dad we’d try it this morning and if we don’t hear one we’ll head home. First listening spot was dead quiet other than a shot very near the property line (dunno how they got on one that early that wasn’t gobbling at all). Tried two more spots and finally heard a gobble way off, worked our way to him across about 600yds and by the time we got over there they (two) were gobbling fairly well. They were up on a big high finger ridge and we were in the bottom, I figured our best bet would be to circle the next finger over and come up to the top of it so we’d be on their level so that’s what we did. Got set up and called and they went quiet. Instead of walking the top of the draw level with us/them and coming to us these jokers came down about an 80’ tall (and very steep) hillside, crossed the draw, and back up a steep hillside to end up hammering behind us at probably 40yds. Right after the gobble came a putt and I never even got to lay eyes on them. I don’t guess I’m gonna get to kill a turkey this year…..

#2 on the ground for me. I killed my first ever bird back on the 28th and now my second bird all-time today I killed this one in the same spot that I shot and missed one last year. To make things better on this redemption tale, I struck him up and got him close with my dad's old Lynch Fool Proof and use a mouth call to seal the deal. He came in strutting and I shot him at 30 yards. I got the call from my dad last night and immediately noticed what everyone was talking about with those old box calls.

I watched one strut and come towards me for 45 minutes this morning. He got about 50 yards from me and I was waiting on him to get to 40 before I shot. This bastard came running in and ruined it for me.

That looks like a Mossberg 935.