#6 He Dead Georgia Style

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Y�all ready to read the story of #6? Here it goes. My buddy from Georgia called me yesterday morning an said he may be on his property today and he would call me later to confirm. Well I got the phone call and we made plans to meet in Villa Rica at 6 AM. We arrived at the property just as it was breaking daylight. He turned me loose as he had some work he wanted to get done. I knew right where I wanted to go from my hunting trip with him last year. He has a cut corn, beans and winter wheat field all in one. I knew there should be some birds using this field from the amount of gobblers he saw there during deer season. It was also full of gobblers last spring when I was there.

I start out listening at a near by food plot and started working my way closer to the field. I finally heard a hen yelping across the field then some more hens started cackling and carrying on. I got all my gear strapped on an started their way. I had traveled 100 yards or so and a turkey gobbled at a crow. As I eased closer he kept gobbling at his hens and crows. I finally got close enough to see he wasn�t in the field yet. I also got a bead on his exact location. They were in a small open section of hardwoods along the river. I locate a good spot on the edge of the crop field and place out one DSD feeding hen, one DSD submissive hen and one DSD jake deke. I was afraid I was going to get seen but did not as he confirmed with a gobble. That was a big relief and I knew I would be in the game at this point.

I start off with some normal yelps that go unanswered. I get a little more aggressive and he responds. The hens are not happy about another hen calling and they get fired up. There is so much hen talk taking place I can�t keep track of which one to mimic. I just start calling aggressively and two hens walk out into the field. I continue to call and have one headed my way. There other stays put for a little bit but goes back in the woods. In the mean time I keep working the hen that�s headed my way. She reaches the decoys and starts lightly kee-kee followed by some light yelps. I look back across the field an see a strutter has entered the filed. A few minutes later the field is full of turkeys. I can see 3 strutters and several hens. i keep lightly calling to near by hen to keep her attention. She is just calling away and I see one of the stutters break off from the group an start my way. It takes him around 15 minutes to cover the ground between me and him. As he nears the decoys I take aim and just watch. I let him get all the way to decoy and watched him for a good while. I wanted to see a beat down but all he would do is chest bump him. It was awesome to hear that pfffttttdooooom so close. He was also doing a little whine before he would spit and drum. I decided to go ahead an end the show by unleashing the �TSS Pain Train�. It slammed him and he barely kicked. Another nice bird at 22 lbs 5 oz. 1st beard 9 9/16" 2nd beard 1 13/16" with R Spur 1 1/4 & L Spur 1 3/16"

I started calling real aggressively to the other group of turkeys as they did not spook. They started my way but cut to my right to feed in the wheat field. I text my buddy to ask if it was okay for me to go after another, he said go for it. In Georgia you can kill your limit of turkeys in the same day if you care to do so. The turkeys feed around a point and I can no longer see them. I jump up an head to an area where I can get in front of them. I pull a �Sneaky Squeaky� as I reach the spot just in time. I get my gun up as the progression of turkeys start walking through my opening. The two gobblers are following up the rear and one enters my opening. I line up the red dot on his waddles but I�m not 100% of the yardage. I was having a hard time getting a feel for how far he was, I elected not to shoot. I did not want to wound him or spook the flock. I much rather work them instead of pulling a �Sneaky Squeaky� to kill one. My buddy and I will be back after them once this rain pushes through tomorrow.




Here is a pic I took of him just before I took off after the other two.



Here are a couple pics of my hiding spot and the field he came across. I was set by the big oak to the right with the little sapling pines next to it. The turkeys were roosted in the hardwoods on the back side of the field.


 

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