LC i hear ya
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Had not worked up the spirit to post about my opening day..or this morning but your post made me feel better about it all , plus this is outta my state, noone knows me here
, so here goes
Opening morning i'm on the far end of my little 11 acre plot. It ajoins a county owned "preserve" and no hunting is allowed. I always have been aware of one hunter who has hunted this county land illegally for many years. 15+. He does not come onto my side and i don't go onto the county land. He parks his truck at the end of my road to gain access and doesn't bother me..i don't bother him. This saturday morning i'm waiting when the first of 3 gobblers started crowing. I do little calling and lots of watching until i actually see one of the gobblers coming my direction through the lightly wooded area, approx 100 yards out. I call lightly and get in position to shoot. The bird is on county land about 50 yards away from my property line where i can shoot. All the sudden the bird turns and goes uphill finally disappearing. 30 seconds later i almost come out of my skin when a single shotgun blast roars from that direction. All went still and i'm assuming that bird is in the trespassing fellows freezer. I feel robbed. I'm not over it quite yet.
This morning i'm back to the same spot and unlike saturday, i dragged the stupid decoy with me. I sat against an oak 100 yards in from where i thought the gobbler was roosting and drank coffee in the dark considering my plans as well as wonder if the trkey stealing guy would shoot my decoy?. I guess i sat too long as one of the resident Toms started gobbling in the early light. He was CLOSE. I started worrying about the darned decoy and decided to put it out in a clearing 15 yards ahead of me when the next plane took off from a nearby airport. The noise would hide my sound. It was getting light but i figured i'd stay low. When the next jet went up i quickly moved to place the decoy. Over the sound of the jet i heard massive heavy wingbeats and looked up to see my gobbler flying fast out of a big pine just 20 or so yards ahead of me. I misjudged and made a poor decision, shoulda just stayed where i was and i'd be smoking turkey this week on the smoker. My two hunts;) Truely i was blessed with interesting hunts any way you look at it. Not perfect hunts but darned memorable.
. Look forward to hearing of your next outing, J