I came very close to killing bird number four this morning. I went to a listening spot I haven't been to all year.I only heard 1 bird on the limb. He was way off, probably off of our property. He only gobbled two times. On my way back out I stopped in the road after from time to time calling. I was in a little bottom in the road looking up about a 50 yard long hill. I yelped on my mouth yelper and he thundered in the road just around the curve at the top of the little hill in front of me. I knew instantly I was in deep do do. I turned and ran off the left hand side of the road. I setup on a pretty good pine tree with a limb hanging in front of me for good cover. I threw on my mask as fast as I could. But when I looked up there he stood in the road 45 yards in front of me. I didn't even have my gun up and I think he saw me putting my mask on. I couldn't do anything. He putted and walked off. He was a big sucker and mighty pretty.
Dang sounds about like the flash hunt I had with my buddy in GA. We got very lucky not to get seen that morning.
Last edited by Squeaky; 04/10/1403:57 AM.
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