Poleaxe
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Figuring my season was over from tearing ligaments in my ankle a week ago I haven't stepped into the woods since. WGK came down this morning and I sent him up on the other ridge. With my brace strapped on tight I started up the other ridge. I was pushing through the pain and low and behold made it to the top. Got setup on a field edge and heard one gobble about 300yrds away on the other side of of the ridge. Hit the logging road and owl hooted until I got what I thought was close enough. This ole boy was fired up. Once he gobbled 5 straight times in a row. About 7 I hear I have some competition. So I start soft yelping mimicking her. I guess I had a prettier mouth cause he would cut me off. After a couple times I quit. I didn't hear him flydown but about 720 I saw him about 60yrds strutting towards me but before he got in a opening he turned back around. For 15min I could see him every now and then. Worried he had left I softly yelped and he sounded like he was in my pocket. I started scratching the leaves and I saw that head. He was 40yrds straight to my right. Soon as he got behind I tree I turned my gun and when he cleared it the heavyweight dropped him. There was another gobbler with him and two other birds I couldn't tell. He got some hooks on him tho. I'll post pics when I get out. It's easier walking up hill with this ankle than it is downhill. I'm having to stop and take a rest on it. Probably not the smartest thing to come but I think it was worth it.
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