Post by Woody Williams on Apr 19, 2010 20:26:13 GMT -5
2nd Day Kentucky – The Return of Mr. Lucky Gobbler
A continuation of - 1st Day Kentucky - Not so Good
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Woodmaster and I never made it back down to Kentucky Sunday as he had late guests Saturday evening.
Monday morning and we pulled out of Newburgh at 3:25 am CST. We were in our blinds at 5:15 am CST.
I had moved my blind Saturday after the hunt to eliminate that knoll that was blocking my view. The blind was set up 20 yards from where I had set it before and I could shoot 40 yards to the edge of the far woods. I am pretty close to being right in the middle of the little finger of the field that goes back into the woods and a cut over area. I don't have ay problem whatsoever in setting a blind in the middle of a field for turkeys.
If the 5 hens and the gobbler follow the same route Mr. Lucky Gobbler will be in trouble.
About 5:40 Mr. Gobbler cut loose CLOSE, very close.
I got my chair swiveled around and waited. He was so close I just did some soft clucks which he answered.
This went on for about a half hour with him gobbling about every 2 or 3 minutes. Finally I saw a hen pitch down out of the cut over area. This is the same way I saw a hen fly down Saturday. I knew any time Mr. Lucky Gobbler would be out there to meet them. Sure enough, I all of a sudden made out a white head. He broke out in strut and did his thing for the ladies as there was now a total of 5 hens with him.
I watched as they picked their way up through the grassy area that I had my blind pitched in. The route that they were taking was on the edge of the wood line that would take them past me at no further than 40 yards. Mr. Lucky Gobbler would walk a little, pick a little and strut a little. He wasn’t gobbling now as he had his hens. I was ready. All of a sudden two of the hens cut into the woods. OH NO!. Then a third hen cut into the woods. Mr. Lucky Gobbler started following them. As he got to the edge he picked a little and I thought “ It is now or never. If he goes in that woods with the three hens he is gone”
I crossed my left leg over my right. Propped my elbow on my knee. I picked him up in the Pro-Diamond of my scope and squeezed it off. BOOM! Down he went. The hens scattered. He started flopping so I got out of the blind and went to hold him down.
After he stopped flopping I picked him up to carry him back to the blind and I saw Woodmaster coming across the field. Handshakes and backslaps for downing Mr. Lucky Gobbler.
Woodmaster said.” You know Indiana season doesn’t come in until Wednesday?” I had a puzzled look on my face and said,’ What do you mean?” He said,” That gobbler was so far way when you shot him he was almost in Indiana”. I stepped it off and it was 55 yards. I love that Rhino choke and those 4 X 5 X 7 Nitro shells.
Worth every penny of it..
The bird weighed 18 ½ pounds, 10 ½” beard and 1” spurs.
Hopefully another gobbler will pick up his hens and make an appearance on the field for our next trip - after Indiana.
A continuation of - 1st Day Kentucky - Not so Good
At…
huntingindiana.proboards.com/index.cgi?action=display&board=turkey&thread=31922&page=1#251563
Woodmaster and I never made it back down to Kentucky Sunday as he had late guests Saturday evening.
Monday morning and we pulled out of Newburgh at 3:25 am CST. We were in our blinds at 5:15 am CST.
I had moved my blind Saturday after the hunt to eliminate that knoll that was blocking my view. The blind was set up 20 yards from where I had set it before and I could shoot 40 yards to the edge of the far woods. I am pretty close to being right in the middle of the little finger of the field that goes back into the woods and a cut over area. I don't have ay problem whatsoever in setting a blind in the middle of a field for turkeys.
If the 5 hens and the gobbler follow the same route Mr. Lucky Gobbler will be in trouble.
About 5:40 Mr. Gobbler cut loose CLOSE, very close.
I got my chair swiveled around and waited. He was so close I just did some soft clucks which he answered.
This went on for about a half hour with him gobbling about every 2 or 3 minutes. Finally I saw a hen pitch down out of the cut over area. This is the same way I saw a hen fly down Saturday. I knew any time Mr. Lucky Gobbler would be out there to meet them. Sure enough, I all of a sudden made out a white head. He broke out in strut and did his thing for the ladies as there was now a total of 5 hens with him.
I watched as they picked their way up through the grassy area that I had my blind pitched in. The route that they were taking was on the edge of the wood line that would take them past me at no further than 40 yards. Mr. Lucky Gobbler would walk a little, pick a little and strut a little. He wasn’t gobbling now as he had his hens. I was ready. All of a sudden two of the hens cut into the woods. OH NO!. Then a third hen cut into the woods. Mr. Lucky Gobbler started following them. As he got to the edge he picked a little and I thought “ It is now or never. If he goes in that woods with the three hens he is gone”
I crossed my left leg over my right. Propped my elbow on my knee. I picked him up in the Pro-Diamond of my scope and squeezed it off. BOOM! Down he went. The hens scattered. He started flopping so I got out of the blind and went to hold him down.
After he stopped flopping I picked him up to carry him back to the blind and I saw Woodmaster coming across the field. Handshakes and backslaps for downing Mr. Lucky Gobbler.
Woodmaster said.” You know Indiana season doesn’t come in until Wednesday?” I had a puzzled look on my face and said,’ What do you mean?” He said,” That gobbler was so far way when you shot him he was almost in Indiana”. I stepped it off and it was 55 yards. I love that Rhino choke and those 4 X 5 X 7 Nitro shells.
Worth every penny of it..
The bird weighed 18 ½ pounds, 10 ½” beard and 1” spurs.
Hopefully another gobbler will pick up his hens and make an appearance on the field for our next trip - after Indiana.
