Post by tomthreetoes on May 13, 2011 19:53:58 GMT -5
What they say about the blind hog. After a pretty frustrating season I finally found the acorn. Mama Threetoes and I spent most of the morning trying to call in a couple of gobblers that really weren't very interested in any hen company. We called it quits about 9:00 and headed home. On the way out I spied a gobbler off in the corner of the neighbors field. We made a "U" turn and back we went. My plan was to call him over the line and drop the hammer on that ol" bird. We made a mad dash towards the field till the brairs and brush got too thick for the Mrs.. "Go on" she said. I almost made it to the field slipping as quietly as possible and dang if that bird wasn't coming to meet me. He must have heard me walking in the leaves 'cause just about the time I saw him he broke into strut with his neck stretched out. I much prefer to trick 'em but after the kind of luck this season has dished out I wasn't passing up the opportunity! 20 1/2 lbs, 10 in. beard and 1 1/16 in spurs.
