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  • My son Wil and I with our 'double toms'

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    Well counting the youth day last week my son Wil age 9 and I had been out hunting 6 times this season and had been close several times, but just couldn't close the deal. This evening we set up on a field edge on some family property that we hunt. For the first time we were able to get into position without spooking any turkeys. We set up in section of the field where it bottlenecks about 35 yards wide. I set Wil up under some young pines on one side and I sat down on the other. I yelped with a slate call shortly after we sat down, but, nothing was happening. After about 30 minutes Itried a diaphram call with some clucks then a couple of short series of yelps. Not two minutes later I looked over at Wil and he was pointing down the field. I leaned way down and could see the three turkeys in the field. Wil was wiggling his fingers under his chin which I later learned meant they had beards (don't know where that came from). The toms pretty much came straight toward us drumming and strutting the whole way. My line of vision was mostly blocked by some pine limbs, so I could only see bits and pieces as they got closer, two of the toms veered off towards the woods, but one kept on and got to within 30 yards of us. At about 30 yards he stopped and turned to join the others, I looked over at Wil and he was looking back at me with eyes as big as saucers under that camo mask nodding his head checking to see if it was ok to shoot, I nodded back and he dropped the hammer on his 20 gauge. I couldn't see the turkey but I heard his wings flapping and seen the dust flying so i jumped up and ran into the field just in time to see one of the other toms flogging the dead one, so Iflogged him with my 10 guage. We hooped and hollered and high fived, this was Wils first turkey and my second. I've had the fortune to have good family members that took me hunting as a kid and I hope to do the same for my son. As we loaded up our toms I told him to remember days like this because they don't come around too often. I know that I certainly will.
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    My son Wil and I with our 'double toms'
    Congratulations to you both! Great job.

    I once had a pair of jakes attack a flailing tom my buddy had just shot. I was in range, but was laughing so hard I didn't shoot one. It was late in the season and he had probably been kicking their butts all spring, so they were getting him back while they could. Everyone should get to see that at least once.
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    This was such a great story that I have moved it to the front page. Be sure and check it out.
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