jlmustain
Well-Known Member
Got close to four, but not as close as I thought. I'm new to this, so calling isn't quite my strong point yet. I got a few shock gobbles out of them, laid a hen decoy down, and set up behind a tree. I tried to call softly, but then I found out who the real lady of the hour was when she laid in to some yelping about 100 yards south of me. The toms were north of me, so I took advantage of the luck and put my calls away. Even though everything I've been taught said I should work to break toms away from a hen, this felt logically different to me. I figured lady chatterly would bring them right past me, and I was right! The only problem was my now blatantly obvious lack of ability to judge distance. After the field cleared, I paced the distance to be about 50 yards.
I'm not just an idiot, I'm an idiot in need of a rangefinder. Ha! I'm disappointed, but not mad. The law of large numbers says that if I hunt turkeys enough, there has to be at least one dumb enough to strut too close to this amateur! Ha!
I'm not just an idiot, I'm an idiot in need of a rangefinder. Ha! I'm disappointed, but not mad. The law of large numbers says that if I hunt turkeys enough, there has to be at least one dumb enough to strut too close to this amateur! Ha!