Our season started yesterday(Mon), and I didn't do any good. But things sure changed this morning. I was running late. I pulled in the public parking lot at 6:00AM. A little luck goes a long way. I didn't hunt but maybe 10 minutes at the most. I got to my spot by around 6:18AM. I went into the woods and this bird gobbled. I hit him with a few yelps from Mr. Mill's call, and boom. He gobbled about 5 seconds afterwards. I set down by the biggest tree to me. I hit him again. And again he gobbled and closing ground fast. I seen him come up the hill at about I would say close to 45-50yds. I knew he was mine then the way this 870 patterns with the Hevi-13 2oz #7 loads and the .675 MAD Super MAX. He was in strut and I was excited. I hit him with my mouth call when they are in close like that. He finally commited and hopped over a log. I rolled him at about 45yds. He looked like he was hit with a train.
I killed him at 6:30AM. Like I said this was quick.
24lbs.(weighed on digital scales at the MO Conservation Office
9.5" beard
1 and 1/4" and 1 and 1/8" spurs
Tell me those #7's won't do some damage. This bird flopped but he was hit harder than any bird I have ever hit.
I killed him at 6:30AM. Like I said this was quick.
24lbs.(weighed on digital scales at the MO Conservation Office
9.5" beard
1 and 1/4" and 1 and 1/8" spurs
Tell me those #7's won't do some damage. This bird flopped but he was hit harder than any bird I have ever hit.