I've been hunting pretty hard for about 3 weeks now and really all season. I've been hunting some tough public land birds and they have schooled me. I can't recall 1 hunt though this season where I didn't hear a bird and set up on them. I've been all over them all year on several different pieces of public land. I just never could squeeze the trigger on one. They would either skirt me right out of range or come in silent and bust me. I've also had to deal with hens cutting in between me and the toms and I've let several jakes walk. On 5/4 my luck finally changed. I went in early and sat down in a spot I know that has birds because I had hunted them 2 weeks prior. Daylight started to break and 3 toms and 2 jakes started hammering within 90-100 yards of me. I gave a few light tree yelps and it didn't take long for them to fly down. As soon as they flew down I did a fly down cackle and used my hat to sound like wings flapping. I yelped maybe once or twice and scratched the leaves and they came running it seemed like. All 5 came in within 30 yards of me and it was intense! I shot the lead bird because he was strutting. I took my sons 410 with me to change up my luck and I think it worked lol. I tried to get my son to go with me that morning but he wouldn't get out of bed. Boy did he miss out on a Mountain limbhanger.
1.125 spurs, 9.5 beard, right at 22 lbs!
1.125 spurs, 9.5 beard, right at 22 lbs!
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