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OK OK Ya got me started talking turkey now lets not stop while I'm strutting around with my tail feathers in full view for all the world to see :D

Tell me about your most exciting hunt... Heres one of many:

An Outstanding 1998 Spring Season

Spring wild turkey hunting here in Ohio has become better each year with harvest breaking records every year since the the state re-opened the spring hunts...

With this in mind, myself and longtime hunting friend Russel Broadwater went to an area that I knew was loaded with gobblers and had not been hunted this spring. Russ, an avid outdoorsman who hunts the whole month of October in
Montana each year, was like a kid on Christmas morning excited to be outdoors again and hunting spring gobblers for the very first time. I run a guide service and was able to take 3 days off to try and get my friend his first bird.
The first day we heard over 15 birds let off some steam before they floated down from their roost. Then they would group together and head straight away from us past two strip pits and high walls gone for the day. The valley would be quiet and no more replies from my calls could be heard. Two days of this and it was time for another plan.

This spring came early and it seemed the hens were nesting and the BIG boys were re-grouping, mating was fast coming to an end!!! I knew we needed to get ahead of these birds and call as they came our way. Earlier then the previous day we awoke, the last day of the season, hopes not high but still hopeful... As always happens when a good plan goes bad the birds roosted in an area we had not planned on. We were now almost running to catch up to this group of birds after fly down and it seemed like they were getting the better of this chase. Now and then we would stop and I would let out a few calls with my homemade diaphragm hoping to turn these birds our way.

When it seemed all was lost I saw a slight movement ahead and told Russ "Get down, I think they have turned." Sure enough, here they came and we were in the middle of an old logging road, no cover and no time to move and find some...

Russ was next to me on my right, we both had guns raised and were at the ready. I counted 13 gobblers and no hens. Russ, the avid hunter he is, was breathing so hard I thought the birds would hear him and we'd lose our chance. This time I chose to use a jake call, "kee run" we call it. That was all it took. If you have ever heard 13 gobblers trying to gobble all at once then you know what we were hearing.

An incredible melody of gobbles that I have not heard before and won't soon to come. Glancing out the corner of my eye, I could see the barrel of Russ's gun doing a little circle dance. You know the kind that says "
I'm too excited to hold this gun steady!!!"

I said in a low voice "Russ take your time and take the lead bird with the red apple looking head". Red as red can be, this was the BIG of BIG boys here. The shot was fired
and the lead bird flopped and did its final kicks. Just as he fired I had my bird chosen and did the same. We both had fine birds on the ground, Russ "high fived" me so hard, I thought medical attention for my hand may be needed!!!

Russ' bird was a beauty indeed tipping the scales at 23 lbs even with a 11 1/2 inch beard thick as a rope and 1 1/8 inch spurs. Mine was nothing to sneeze at either coming in at 22 lbs 4 oz. 11 1/4 beard with 1 inch spurs. Russ said he never was more excited during a hunt and he has been on biggame hunts all over the lower 48 and Alaska, Canada too.

Needless to say this was a hunt of a lifetime and one to tell when the grandson's are knee bound and eager for tales.
 

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Last year, the first year I hunted alone, I was sitting there with a jake and a hen decoy. I started calling as it was getting light and got a response, so I stopped. Two toms came in about 40 yards away, spotted the jake, and just hung around for a bit before moving off. After that, I had another gobble come from my right. This one was more reluctant to come, so I gave it a few more callls than the first. A bird came back from where I had seen one before, and then one came in from my right. This one also saw the decoy and started coming closer to me, but still off to my right. AT its closest point, it was about 5 yards, big and beautiful, but I was in a spot where I couldn't shoot it because there were trees. It was still neat to see and the closest I've been to getting one. This year I'm just going to use a hen decoyl.
 

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My best hunt was last sprng.(Had only 5 days out hunting). First off my 12 year old and I went hunting with a friend(Bill Metzger) and we got there at 5 am. So we follow Bill to the woods. While following him into them I realize that my flashlight is not in my vest(Wife borrowed it the night before and didnt put it back) So when we seperate away from Bill and my other son(11 year old) it left us in the dark. So I start following the trail in the dark with my son. I start to walk it basing my way by the opening in the trees above. (A clear sky). Meanwhile the 12 year old's imagination is working full time. He thinks he sees bears and buffalos.:D But I keep going so I can get to where all the gobbling was at the morning before. Well we finally get there and it is still pitch black because the trail had ended. So I just find a tree and we set against it waiting.

Well next thing I realize my 12 year old is asking me if that is a gobble. as I slowly wake up;) I hear it. The gobble is happening within 50 yards of us just down from us on the hill. So we start calling a little . The bird is not coming closer and we still cant see it. So my 12 year say to me that he will call if I get ready to shoot. (That made me rpoud of him) So he is calling the bird and it starts coming closer. WE see the head just barely with no clean shot at the head yet. It starts to come right toward us and then from right behind us comes a YELP YELP CLUCK and a rustling of leaves as somthing leaves. The gobbler also retreats down the hill. My 12 year old asks me Dad who was that idiot behind us? I told him some jealous mama of a hen. He then starts Laughing and so do I . So that ended the near calls of the day. Chased a few others but without the excitement. We also stood on a rock overlooking a big drop and just enjoyed the day.
 

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Hey Nut... That was a great story... Brought back some memories of hunts with my son....

Fall Success Story
Well all I was to take my son out 1st day here in Ohio but he had a cough which delayed our hunt for one day. Saturday eve we went out to a local area and heard a flock fly up to roost. I love putting them to bed the night before a hunt but I really like busting them out of bed better!
So half an hour after they roosted I walked in with my son to bust this flock up, in the dark and in the roost! We could barely see when a movement caught my eye in a tree to our left. It was a turkey stretching its wings out. Sure enough we were in the roost area. I said "son time to scare these birds from the roost". We shouted and yelled and watched, heard more then watch, as the birds took flight in all directions
We all know these turkey were in for a restless night as they are inclined to be roosted together within the saftey of the flock, the company of other turkey makes for a good nights sleep. Lack of other turkey makes for easy calling in the morning for this flock of birds
We woke up early and dresses heading out to our spot, which my son named "scared turkey spot" hahahahaa
As the night turned to day we heard a couple birds yelp that really needed to see another turkey. I said lets slip between the 2 birds son and setup to call.
I called soft with a 7 note series of lonely-pleading yelps. We must have heard 10-12 birds answer and some even started cutting hard. So I cut back hard too (I am aggressive as always)... To our right a bird left its roost and softly clucked trying to locate us maybe 70 yards off. I did the same and in came a bearded hen!!! I said in a low voice "can you see the turkey son"? He said yes and to not talk dad as you may scare it away... hahahahahaa
When the hen came from behind a tree I let one go and we had our fall bird!!! She went about 18 lbs and had a maybe 4" beard on her. My first harvest of a bearded hen, even though I have seen others in the spring...
We came home and showed the family (5 girls and mom)

Nothing can compare to hunting with my son... He is a natural in the woods and fields... I am very proud :) :D
 

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At the time my son was 7 ... he is now 8 and when we can both have the sametime frame open during a hunters safety course then he'll take that exam :)
I left my closet drinking wife last Feb... well booted her out and I kept the kids.
Then my back acted up and I could no loger take care of the kids (one daughter was only 1 1/2) so soon to be X has them now and my lawer says prob will get to keep them too :(
 

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Thats got to suck having your kids taken away by a drunk. There isn't anything you can do?:eek:
 
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