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<blockquote data-quote="Carlos" data-source="post: 5338405" data-attributes="member: 15745"><p>There was one gobbling at dawn. This may be the bird I'd been after for several days, he's usually roosted over a creek, along a bluff-line that's nearly impossible to access without making a ton of noise.</p><p>I grabbed my jacket, calls, and set out, leaving the decoy behind intentionally.</p><p>Well today he roosted in another spot, around 100 yards away. I started</p><p>making my way closer to him as quietly as I could, had to wade a small creek, and go up the next ridge. (That wasn't ideal, since I had plans to hunt all day, and it was 40 degrees at the time.)</p><p>He gobbled on his own 20-30 times. When I got to what I thought was within 100 yards of him, I gave a few soft yelps with the wing-bone call I made from my 1st Gobbler. He answered back, sounded really close. I had already picked out a spot to setup, and plopped down right there, already starting to shake with excitement. He stopped gobbling for about 5 minutes, and I thought maybe he was still on roost, and had seen me because the woods are still very open without any leaves.</p><p>Then he went off again, closer still. I saw his white head bouncing to my left, he was 40 yards away, looking for me.</p><p>I eased my hand behind me and scratched in the leaves 2x. Then scratched 2x more along with the quietest yelps I could possibly muster on the diaphragm call. He gobbled again, nearly blew the hat off my head, and turned back to the right. I had to wait for him to clear some thick stuff, as I watched him strutting at 35 yards. He stopped and looked for awhile several times, going in and out of strut. Then he took a few more steps into one of the only openings I had. After it was all over, I stepped it off and he was at 24 steps.</p><p>Weighed in at 20.5 lbs, 10.25 inch beard, and 1.25 inch spurs.</p><p>That's the third Gobbler I've ever killed, all 3 of the from the same WMA. I was even able to make it home before the kiddos left for school, and got a picture with my Son. What a great morning!</p><p></p><p>I'm blessed beyond measure!!</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Carlos, post: 5338405, member: 15745"] There was one gobbling at dawn. This may be the bird I'd been after for several days, he's usually roosted over a creek, along a bluff-line that's nearly impossible to access without making a ton of noise. I grabbed my jacket, calls, and set out, leaving the decoy behind intentionally. Well today he roosted in another spot, around 100 yards away. I started making my way closer to him as quietly as I could, had to wade a small creek, and go up the next ridge. (That wasn't ideal, since I had plans to hunt all day, and it was 40 degrees at the time.) He gobbled on his own 20-30 times. When I got to what I thought was within 100 yards of him, I gave a few soft yelps with the wing-bone call I made from my 1st Gobbler. He answered back, sounded really close. I had already picked out a spot to setup, and plopped down right there, already starting to shake with excitement. He stopped gobbling for about 5 minutes, and I thought maybe he was still on roost, and had seen me because the woods are still very open without any leaves. Then he went off again, closer still. I saw his white head bouncing to my left, he was 40 yards away, looking for me. I eased my hand behind me and scratched in the leaves 2x. Then scratched 2x more along with the quietest yelps I could possibly muster on the diaphragm call. He gobbled again, nearly blew the hat off my head, and turned back to the right. I had to wait for him to clear some thick stuff, as I watched him strutting at 35 yards. He stopped and looked for awhile several times, going in and out of strut. Then he took a few more steps into one of the only openings I had. After it was all over, I stepped it off and he was at 24 steps. Weighed in at 20.5 lbs, 10.25 inch beard, and 1.25 inch spurs. That's the third Gobbler I've ever killed, all 3 of the from the same WMA. I was even able to make it home before the kiddos left for school, and got a picture with my Son. What a great morning! I'm blessed beyond measure!! [/QUOTE]
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