The birds were fired up this mornin. On the way to the usual farm we hunt me and my huntin buddy decided to stop at the wma to see if anything was gobbelin. We had one on the top of a ridge that was hammering all morning. We slipped up the ridge and called him up to 10 yards and the ole mossberg gave him a jelly head. He had a 10.5" beard and 1" spurs. It was an awsome morning.
