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<blockquote data-quote="scn" data-source="post: 5305584" data-attributes="member: 1859"><p>Yes, the Easter Weekend gives me a little pause. The last time I hunted on Easter Sunday, I pretty much promised it would be my last:</p><p></p><p>I struck a bird around 8 o'clock. I was on the high point of a new clear cut. I could barely see him and his hens about 250 yds away. I didn't see much chance of calling him in, but, he was quick to answer a call. About that time, a thunder storm started getting close. Between answering my calls, and gobbling to the thunder, he was gobbling every step heading to me. And, he was coming hard. I saw him at about a hundred yards right before he dropped into a big dip where I couldn't see him again. I got my gun up to shoot him when he popped into range.</p><p></p><p>But, before that could happen, the storm hit. Lightning was popping all around me, to the point that I put my gun several feet away, and assumed the pose you are supposed to if you are exposed to lightning. Since I was at the peak with NOTHING higher around me, I didn't think it was a good idea to high tail it.</p><p></p><p>The storm didn't last long, but soaked me to the bone. When it cleared, it was total silence. I found a call that would run, and tried to see if I could get a response. Nothing. I tried a couple more times over a few minutes, and finally figured that the bird had more sense than I did and had scooted off the clear cut into the nearby wooded drain.</p><p></p><p>So, I stood up to head back to the truck for some dry clothes. And, at about 35 yds, I got to watch him run off where he had been just out of my eyesight. He looked like an ostrich as he booked it. I still think it is the biggest turkey I have ever seen in the wild.</p><p></p><p>Maybe I can get a shot on that Saturday?</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="scn, post: 5305584, member: 1859"] Yes, the Easter Weekend gives me a little pause. The last time I hunted on Easter Sunday, I pretty much promised it would be my last: I struck a bird around 8 o'clock. I was on the high point of a new clear cut. I could barely see him and his hens about 250 yds away. I didn't see much chance of calling him in, but, he was quick to answer a call. About that time, a thunder storm started getting close. Between answering my calls, and gobbling to the thunder, he was gobbling every step heading to me. And, he was coming hard. I saw him at about a hundred yards right before he dropped into a big dip where I couldn't see him again. I got my gun up to shoot him when he popped into range. But, before that could happen, the storm hit. Lightning was popping all around me, to the point that I put my gun several feet away, and assumed the pose you are supposed to if you are exposed to lightning. Since I was at the peak with NOTHING higher around me, I didn't think it was a good idea to high tail it. The storm didn't last long, but soaked me to the bone. When it cleared, it was total silence. I found a call that would run, and tried to see if I could get a response. Nothing. I tried a couple more times over a few minutes, and finally figured that the bird had more sense than I did and had scooted off the clear cut into the nearby wooded drain. So, I stood up to head back to the truck for some dry clothes. And, at about 35 yds, I got to watch him run off where he had been just out of my eyesight. He looked like an ostrich as he booked it. I still think it is the biggest turkey I have ever seen in the wild. Maybe I can get a shot on that Saturday? [/QUOTE]
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