Turkey hunting is a good time. My buddy had never been before and I told him I'd call one in if he wanted to shoot one. So we found a good setup in a wooded fencerow next to what was an old corn field that hadn't been plowed under yet. Called a gobbler in from 120 yards across the field... I could see my friend getting antsy. I told him to ease his gun up, but don't shoot until I say so.
The turkey eases in to about 90 yards, this guy is shaking... I whisper at him to calm down.
80 yards ... Dang it man... put your gun down... don't shoot until he's about 30 or 40 yards out...
The gobbler is making a dang strut strait for our decoy which is about 20 yards to the side of us. Doesn't even know were there...besides the fact my friend is about to stroke out...
70 yards away... BOOM! "I got him!" is all I hear. I swear loudly and look back up to see one of the biggest gobblers I've ever seen fly off. We walked over to where the bird had been hit, and I picked up a tail feather. I stuck it in my friends boonie hat and told him to look at it the next time he got the urge to get hot on the trigger and then laughed.
He still wears that turkey feather in his hat to this day lol... He later told me that he's harvested deer, dove, coyotes, prarie dogs, rabbits squirrel and elk but that hunting turkey was the most suspenseful hunting he'd ever seen.
I've not been on a turkey hunting trip with the man since
