After a 3 yr dry spell I finally connected this morning. Last couple years I’ve focused more on getting buddies birds. This year I didn’t have much time for scouting, but I gotta was in the woods for work 2 weeks ago and found some tracks. Figure I’d start there and make it a scouting/hunting trip. Glad I did.
Found some tracks that looked like they were from after the rain in the moonlight, in a sand pit not too far from a swamp and set up there. Around 0540 heard a gobble a couple hundred yards away, to my hard left. Decided to quickly move and let things settle. I started with a few light clucks. Got a response immediately but still far off. I waited 20 mins and did another set of calls very light and nothing. A few minutes later a couple of geese flew over and I heard multiple gobbles but sounded like they were a lot farther away this time. Decided I wasn’t moving til at least 0900.
I buried head my head in my phone looking to see if anyone killed anything yet. Heard a real half assed gobble, looked up and he was 45 yds away, making a b-line for my decoy. Caught me completely off guard. Had to wait for him to go behind a small pine tree, to raise the gun. He came out strutting. Went to gobble facing me and took the shot. Stoned him only kicked once when I went to pick him up.
As as I was picking him up heard 3 birds gobble and sounded like they were coming to me. So I got out as quick as possible. Figured I’ll save them for my nephew when he gets back from Fl. He missed youth day, he was pissed because his mom wouldn’t let him stay home to hunt.