This last spring was the first time I'd ever tried bow hunting for turkeys, and it was everything I could've hoped for. It really made me realize why I started bow hunting in the first place, the excitement, anticipation, discipline. My high school buddy & I would bow hunt deer every fall and had a blast doing so, but then we both went off to college, and started having families and bow hunting just got lost in the shuffle of everyday life.
Well this spring I got that itch back and boy was it totally worth it! I started practicing in the winter and got my accuracy back pretty quick. Found a spot for a blind to sit in the woods a couple weeks before the season opened and was ready to go! On opening morning it was raining but I hung in there and waited till about noon when the clouds broke up. Once I started calling without the rain falling I bet it wasn’t 15 minutes until I spotted a Tom! He was about 60 yards behind me, sneaking up in a manner that would post the toughest shot (of course).
He was weary and unsure I could tell, but he was also with 3 other Toms! My heart was pounding, that rush I hadn’t felt in such a long time came racing back. I couldn’t get any of the Toms to answer my box call but they kept making their way towards the blind. Now with my bow by my side rather than a shotgun, I started getting ready but it was too late. They must have really started moving fast behind me, because in the minute or so it took me to quietly put away my box call and pick up my bow & arrow they had already walked within 5 yards of me and totally had me busted!
I took this as a great lesson learned and had myself ready for the second morning. The second day of hunting was a total reverse in weather. It was pleasant, not too hot, not too cold and no rain what so ever. And boy were the ole’ Tom’s a talking! Within 30 minutes of day break I called in a huge Tom within 6 yards, and let me tell you, this time I was ready!
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12 in. Beard 17 lbs. Fully Dressed



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