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    Well the 2012 Turkey Season is about to come to a close. I hope everyone has had a great season. I have had great times and frustrating times. It is officially over for me. I successfully tagged out taking both birds on 2 different Game Lands. One of the birds was taken on a 6 day per wk Game Land while the other was taken on a permit drawn hunt on Game Land. The best of the 2 is the one in the pictures along with my 2 future Turkey Hunting ladies. On this hunt I decided to go to a piece of Game Land I had never been Turkey hunting on before. I had only been there in deer season and trust me there are very few deer there. It being a 6 day per week area with drive in access and all. So, I got there before dawn and before anyone else after about an hr drive. As the sky lightened up I was listening intently. I heard a gobble way off to my right. So I got back in the truck and moved down the trail a ways. Each time I stopped I heard the bird gobble and may have even heard another one. It just seemed I wasn't getting any closer. I got almost back to the highway toward the other end and he gobbled 1 more time and then shut up. Needless to say that was just a little frustrating. I decided to back track and try to get a better direction on him. As I was heading back I didn't make it too far before I run into another guy who was driving along, stopping, standing up in the door of his truck, and making one of the worst sounds I have ever heard with a mouth call. He would get back in the truck and repeat 100 yds down the path. I decided I was going to put some distance between myself and this guy. I headed deeper into the tract of land and came to another intersection. I stopped and got out. The sun was coming up and I was sure the birds were already on the ground. Not really thinking I was goiing to hear anything, I blew the owl hoot. Immediately a bird gobbled strong a few hundred yds away. I reach in the backseat and grab my gear and head down the dead end path. I walk about a hundred yds and blow the owl hoot again. Another gobble, only now further away. I head back toward the truck and hit a path in the woods. I get to an L in the path and blow the owl hoot and again he gobbles. He is still 300 yds or more. So I head on down the path and eventually come up behind a feild after a couple hundred yds. I figure he is in the feild strutting with hens on private land and the hunt is over. I blow the owl hoot and nothing. Crow call and nothing. Slip the call in my mouth and let out a few soft yelps. Nothing. Then I really get down on it with some aggressive cutting, clucking and yelping. He gobbles only now he is problably 300 yds or so back towards where I came from. I head back that way and stop and call after about 100 yds. He gobbles. By now he is only gobbling at the turkey call so I am begining to feel a little rushed. He could be coming already but he doesn't seem any closer. I get back to the L in the path and call again with a few soft yelps. He gobbles but is still probably 300 yds plus. he is no doubt on private land as I am at the line. So I do the only thing I can do. I find a suitable tree and sit down. I waited a few minutes and called very softly. He gobbles but has not moved. I keep sitting quietly and a few minutes later he gobbles spontaneoussly. Nothing had made a sound. he gobbled all on his own. He is a little closer but not by much. I let out a few soft yelps and purs just to say to him, 'I'm still here waiting. Haven't gone anywhere.' At this point he cuts me off and I get on the ready. After about 15 min of hearing nothing I start to hear what sounds like a truck driving slowly down a rock rd on the private land. As I hear that I also hear what sounds like a turkey running in the woods. I figured I was done. I really thought some one had spooked the bird. I turn my head a little I i see a gobbler's head go through a very small opening. I am not facing quite right. I really figured I was done. Then all of a sudden he gobbled back toward where I parked all own his own. Again there had not been another sound in the woods. He is now over 100yds and dow a hill. He just ran by me at probably 45 yds. Maybe he wasn't spooked. So I turn myself on the tree and call very softly and he cut me off. It wasn't even 30 secs when I saw something black pass between 2 trees. Then I heard him spit. I knew then He was looking for that hen and was determined to find her. Thats why he was running around so crazy. He was gobbling on his own just trying to get her to talk back. So I found the next opening which would give me a shot of about 35 yds. no more openings beyond that util he was in my lap so I figured that would be where I would stop him. As he strutted into the small opening between 2 trees I clucked. He gobbled and stuck his head up> When the head went up the hammer went down. I got to my bord to find a great prize. He had an 11' beard, 1 3/4' spurs, and weighed 22 lbs. Great bird anywhere, but a rare find on a 6 day per wk Game Land. As I was leaving I saw 2 guys walking away a few hundred yds from where I was> They had been listening to him gobble and trying to get a direction on him. I asked if they had heard me calling and they said yes. So why do yall think they were trying to go to the bird if they heard me calling?
    My twins loved the bord as you will see in the pics. So now for the Permit hunt. I went on that Thursday morning to a large peice of land bordering the river and had a creek running through it. i had looked at it on Google Earth and it looked like a place that should hold some birds. Well as daybreak came and went and no gobbling heard I began to explore. No turkey sign anywhere. no hunters either. I went over near the lake and lots of hunters but no turkey noise. I decided to just head home. I went with my Uncle on that Friday and had several close calls but no closed deals. On Saturday I got up late and decided I couldn't make it where I originally wanted to go so I headed for the lake. No turkey talk and lots of hunters. So I decided I would head for a very narrow stretch of land between the river and a creek/canal. I began walking the old railroad bed at about 0800. I turned the gps on on my phone. I would walk a couple hundred yds and stop and call and walk another couple hundred yds and stop and call. At one point I called and this hen started raising cain across the river. I figured I would sit there a minute b/c I have had hens get mad and do crazy things like fly across rivers. Maybe there was an old big strutter with her. After a few minutes of bickering back and forth with the hen and her coming to the bank and not flying across she eventually encouraged me to continue on in my journey by shutting up. So I continued on and after many more times stopping and calling I heard a gobble probably 250 yds in front of me. It was 0910. I eased to the top of the hill and set up against a tree and had the only about 50 yds between the river and myself and the creek was right up against the railroad bed. I called very softly and he cut me off. He had already closed half the distance and wasn't much over 100 yds. I was ready. Acouple minuts later he gobbled on his own seemed closer to the river and probably 75 ds away. After a coulple more minutes there had not been a sound. Afraid he had walked by me right against the river on the other side of the vines I purred really softly and he cut me off. I about jumped out of my skin. I turned my head just a little and there he was on the railroad bed with me about 35 yds. He gobbled again and went right back into a strut. I slowly eased the gun around and got on him. I clucked, he stuck his neck up, and I took him. It was 0915. Only 5 mins after he first gobbled. I got back to the truck after a long walk. The bird had an 11' beard, 1 3/8' spurs, And weighed 22 lbs. I looked at the gps on my phone and I had walked a grand total of a little over 6 miles. Well worth the walk. So overall the season was good for me when I was alone. When with other people not good at all. Oh, saw something yesterday morning I've never seen. I busted a hen and she had at least 8 pults with her. Some flew but some just walked away or meandered off. I backed out quickly to let them be. I hope she came back and gethered them quickly. There is not a gobbler that could have made me stay there. I wanted her to come back to those babies quick. Hope everyone enjoyed the summary of my season.
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    Nice
    Man those are two great birds and off of game land.Those are some hooks on that one.I taged out on game land this year as well on two nice birds.congrats again man.
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    Nice Job
    Are you serious? Why would they come to you if they heard you calling??? Dang man, that's the way it is on Public land...The less you get a Bird to Gobble the better off you are...Find him with 1 Gobble, get close and let your soft sweet talk do the rest...The More you get a Bird fired up the less chance you have to kill him because trust me...With every Gobble you hear, there's other Guys hearing him also and moving in...In a Nut-shell..You got very lucky in my opinion LOL...Great play-by-play and Beautiful Girls you have there. That's the reason I started going to other land by boat is because of people wanting a easy hunt driving up and down the road and calling every 100 yards or so..people have messed me up so many times on Public land doing that crap because they are lazy...I would go in well before first light and get ready only to have some hand-job that over-slept come in 2 hours after daylight and screw me up but it's public land so what can you do? And it's happened more times than I care to remember...I was blessed this year with a public land invite on unpressured birds and man, What a hunt it was but I'm Glad you got 2 Great birds on Public Land..I took my first on Public land and tried to get other friends to hunt where I did but guess it was to much trouble for them LOL....Congrats buddy!!!
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