I had the pleasure of taking this nice 8pt on Nov 5th while hunting with my son and my dad. It is a day that i will never forget. He is my biggest 8pt to date.
I had been after this bird all year. It started opening day when my buddy and i saw him for a brief period of time. he showed up on the edge of my field after gobbling his head off on the roost. problem was there were 5 hens between him and us. So he let out a gobble went into strut and then eased back in the woods. needless to say all the hens followed. this was only the beginning of the giant game of cat and mouse that ended on April 25th. it seemed like the days id sleep in he would show up on the trail cam, and when i was out there he would talk the talk off his limb before sunrise but would never show. well it took a few weeks to ease in on his bedroom but i finally figured out where he was staying.One morning he started screaming early and i had plenty of time to set up on him. sneaking quietly within 75yds of his tree i set up and waited. He gobbled at every noise , i let out a few soft tree yelps and set back making sure not to get aggressive with him still on the limb. He gobbled for a good 20minutes never coming down. As i set patiently i hear two birds soaring in like F18s over my head...well those two birds were hens and needless to say once again they led him in the other direction. they wanted no part of my calling. i waited till they fed off and eased out of the woods to return another day. On the morning of the 25th i reluctantly woke up early and decided id give it a go. the weather was a cold 47degrees, and i felt odd dressing for a mid November deer hunt to go kill a turkey. As i got to my field i stood and listened. Sure enough the first bird to sound off was the one i was after. i slipped down my trail and to the creek where he was. i inched closer with every gobble until i was right in his lap. i sat down and listened. You could hear him drumming on the limb as he sounded off facing each direction. i did a few flydown wing beats with my hat and some scratching in the leaves. he gobbled at every noise i made. i gave some soft purrs and puts on my friction call and he quickly cut me off. i sat quiet and heard a bird fly down. he gobbled again still in the tree. then he flew down and i heard a hen yelping with him. thinking it was going to be a replay of last time. i waited calling just enough to keep him talking. as they eased off in the other direction. i got up and snuck closer getting right under his tree with some sharp cutts thats all he could take. he turned and headed back towards his roost the hen passes infront of me at 25yds, with my gun up im waiting just knowing hes goin to be behind her. 5minutes goes by with no bird....? i start to question myself and wonder if he saw something he didnt like. in an attempt to get him to give away his position i cut hard on my mouth call. He screams and hes not even 20ft to my left circling me. i swing the gun and he steps into the bead. Thats all she wrote for the ole sneaky tom.He gave me a run for my money but i knew if i hunted him smart and waited for his ladies to loose interest id get him. It was a test of whitts and a hunt to be remembered.
Well i dont think i have to state the obvious. But down here on the coast the breeding is running a little late and its making for some slow hunts. All the toms ive been on are henned up bad and doing your typical gobble on the roost. They hit the ground and spend their day following hens and not saying to much else.i hunted saturday morning and got a nice bird. Saw him in a field around 7 the evening before and put him to bed. I knew he was alone so set up a ground blind and got in their around sunrise. He was the first of many gobbling on the roost, i got him fired up and then shut up. He came strutting in over 100yds and when he saw the jake decoy it was game over. He was dead at 7:07am. Weighed 18.2lbs 10 3/4in beard and 3/4in spurs.
Wheres everybody at? Its like 2 weeks till turkey season and the site is a ghost town.
I put a lot of time in the woods this year and it paid off. Bow season was slow with not a lot of movement. I shot under a nice 9pt first week of gun season, first big buck i've missed in probably 10 years. A humbling experience to say the least. I got over it in a day or so and got back after the bucks. Mid November I had a buck chasing a doe on public land, the doe came out right at my stand ran down the road then turned around came back and bleated. The buck grunted back and the doe took off again. I cocked the hammer on my blackpowder and got ready. The buck came out at 15 yds and I dropped him. He was a nice 4 1/2yr old 6pt. Weighed 170lbs, 22in main beams and 8 1/2in G2s. I was happy to finally have one on the ground. That next Sunday I went out on my private land and had a target buck come into 20yds in the thicket with a doe. he hung around for almost 30min and grunted snort wheezed but wouldn't leave the does side. I could only watch as they eventually moved off onto someone elses property. I took it as a good encounter even though I didn't release and arrow and figured he would be shot by a hunter on the adjoining property. On December 2nd I went back to the same stand with the shotgun in hopes of killing a doe, only reason I went was because the wife was bugging me for more deer burger. I sat for a few hours and saw nothing. Some turkey came in and milled around but the woods were dead. Around 930 I got up and decided to start packing up. As i'm getting my things together I look back towards the creek thinking a squirrel was making noise. To my surprise its the big 8 I couldn't get a shot at with the bow. He works up the ridge and presents me with a 25yd shot. I was in shock that he was still living. Just goes to show how smart a buck can be, and you never know when its gonna happen in the woods. He weighed 183lbs aged him between 3.5yrs and 4.5yrs old. I put in countless hours in the woods but it paid off in the long run.
So around march I put my cameras out in my usual turkey hunting spot to see what I had using the area. I started getting pictures of a group of 4 toms. After looking back at my pictures from last year. i noticed its the same 3 toms from last year that showed back up with a buddy. After a good season of hunting two of them have died, Both nice 3 yr. old toms. I posted one of the pics from the beginning of the season of one I took with the bow. My buddy got the other one two days ago. we thought he had a double beard from all the trail cam photos but when we ground checked him his beard just had an unsual split in it
So around march I put my cameras out in my usual turkey hunting spot to see what I had using the area. I started getting pictures of a group of 4 toms. After looking back at my pictures from last year. i noticed its the same 3 toms from last year that showed back up with a buddy. After a good season of hunting two of them have died, Both nice 3 yr. old toms. I posted one of the pics from the beginning of the season of one I took with the bow. My buddy got the other one two days ago. we thought he had a double beard from all the trail cam photos but when we ground checked him his beard just had an unsual split in it.
Went out opening morning and got my dad a nice Tom at some private land. I had been patterning 6 birds out there since March. Went back out the next day (Sunday) with the bow and had the group of 4 toms come out. Shwacked on with the bow while they were all beating up the jake decoy. Was happy i got one of my target birds. Decided to go out Monday afternoon. The wind died down and I hit the call a few times. 2 hens showed up with a big Tom in toe. My biggest bird to date. Killed all 3 birds out of the same blind in the same field. Can't ask for a better season than that!
After a long couple weeks and plenty of close calls I finally got another bird on the ground. Went to a spot I had hunted a few weeks ago and knew there were birds in the area. Got set up in the ground blind with my son around 540am. Nothing answered the owl hoots but the first crow flew over and he sounded off about 80yds away in some tall pines on the edge of the field. I waited a few minutes and gave 3 or 4 soft tree yelps and he cut me off. I knew it was only a matter of time. I hear 2 fly down around 6 on the edge of the field but couldn't see them. I look down for a second and when I look back up here comes 2 toms running to my jake decoy to give him a beating. The strutter gives a show the whole way in and then buts right up to the decoy and starts pecking at him. needless to say I didn't let him play long. Dropped him at 15yds with the 20ga. He was dead at 6:13am. quick hunt and a good one at that.
Put 3 toms and 3 jakes to bed last night, this morning a buddy and I sat up where I have been seeing them cross out of the field. By 9 o'clock had this bird on the ground. ill give a play by play later, unfortunately I'm gonna have to write a small book. It was an action packed morning.
Well we started out this morning about 9 am with not much luck. We sat for an hour and decided to go back to the house because it was really windy. After taking a lunch break and hangin out for a while my son and I headed back out to the field. We set up around 345 and I put out my jake and feeding hen decoy. After a few yelps and some soft purrs about every 15 minutes on the friction call three jakes showed up in the bottom of the field. I look over to tell my son birds are coming and wouldn't you know it, he's asleep. So I calmly wake him up and get him oriented, he sees the 3 jakes heading for the decoys on a run and springs to life... I get him set up to shoot and he says dad I got the dot on his head about 5 times... problem was all 3 were bunched together around the hen decoy... eventually 2 of them move up to the jake decoy and the one is separate... I tell him to shoot the back one. that's all it took he pulls the trigger and the bird went limp at 15yds. he yells I got him! made me the proudest i've ever been!
these 3 have been visiting regularly, unfotunately they logged a big chunk of woods right up to the field edge and now they are gone. im guessing they have just moved off because of all the noise and hope they will return in a week or so.
been patterning these birds for a couple weeks now. hes got some hooks on him
last year i tried out my feeder hen and had 2 hens and 2 toms come up and feed right next to her. sothis year i figured id add the jake to the mix. hopefully they work out for me again. they arent the cheapest things out there but worth the money... my hen survived a week in the woods in VA. when i went back to get her she was knocked down the hill but still inflated.
been seeng these toms right up from the house...
got this big boy on my corn pile hes ben coming in the past 4 nights
got off work early on friday and decided to go get up a tree for a few hours. i went to a random ridge i found turkey hunting and slipped up a tree around 1030am. after spraying a couple shots of a buck bomb out and hitting the bleat can followed by some tending grunts this nice 8 slipped down the ridge and crossed the creek at 40yds. i put the cross hairs right at the base of his neck and squeezed. he ran only 30 yds and piled up. cant complain for 45 minutes in the tree stand and hunting in blue jeans and my work boots! it was an exciting hunt.
Well i had a great 2 day hunt in VA for the opener of turkey and deer season. First morning i saw some hens and as the circled around my set up i look up and saw a nice 7pt. opted to pass because he was a young deer. Later that evening i set up between to ridges and did a fighting purr about 4pm... i look up a few minutes later and here came 3 hens and 2 toms in toe behind them. i let the hens pass by my blind and ease down the ridge only to see the 2 toms spook at a coyote behind me and go their own way. guess thats what i get for passing up fried turkey! so about 45 minutes before dark i hear scratching behind me and i turn around and see probably 25 hens coming over the ridge. i decided to take one if i get the shot. i watched them for probably 45 minutes and picked out the biggest boss hen in the bunch. she was knocking all the other ones around and being the bully. so when she got to 23yds i let the arrow fly... she went down immediatly. wasnt the big tom but still an awsome hunt and tasted great! the next morning was cold and rainy, the birds were all down in the bottoms and only saw a few hens at first light. then about 945 i had 6 doe feed past my set up. so i figured i help out my buddy with some doe management. i shot at the last one at 43 yds and swhacked her too! and on a side note i was reading alot of posts about what broadheads to use and what people like. and all i can say is SWHACKERS ARE AMAZING! I shoot a diamond marquise with 70lb draw weight and they have put everything down ive hit even when it was marginal shots. The blood trails are incredible too. Good luck to all and hope the rut treats you well!
well im headed to va tomorrow for my first fall turkey season. it will be an exciting experience and hope to stick on with the bow. hopefully ill post pics of my success when i get back.
Well i had a great day last saturday. I got to take my son to the woods with me and spend time with my father as well. the morning was slow and rainy, only saw a fawn and a hen. around noon the rain broke and i decided we would get in the stand early. walking to the stand with a my son i spot a doe on the feeder 200 yds away. surprisingly when i crouched down he followed my lead and she had no idea we were watching her. as she eased back off the path we snuck to the box blind. i made it in the stand and as my 4 yr old is climbing up the stairs the doe and 2 others step back out on the path. i whispered to him to freeze. as they got closer and closer he did an awsome job at staying still, when they got to 120yds i figured it was time to put the hammer down on the big one. i shot and only saw smoke (of course) but heard a loud smack. i looked down at my kid and he says GREAT SHOT DAD! it definately made me laugh and made me proud at the same time. we gave her a few minutes and then went and found blood. she only ran maybe 50 yds. It was a great day in the woods with my little man and i wish i could get as excited as he was to see the deer again! no doubt in my mind he will be a great outdoorsman. take a kid hunting its well worth the effort!