catman529
Well-Known Member
Finally found a bird this morning. Only gobbled once in a private field. Lost him after a while so I took a good nap in the woods. Around midday I checked the field and saw 2 hens on my side and one hen and the tom up in the upper half of the field.
Well he left his hen and came to my 2 hens and then got bored with them and went back to the other hen. Lost sight of him behind some trees. I made some yelps and waited a bit.
After nothing happened, I was about to get up and leave for the day, and here he comes across the field headed straight toward me. Now I was about 10 yards from the field edge and the boundary, and well covered in a dead cedar. When he got close I got the gun ready. At 15 yards I had him in the ghost ring but waited for him to get closer. He never saw me. I kept him in the ring the whole time, with the front pin on his neck. He finally got to the 10 yard mark and I shot a load of #6. and he took off and flew away. I couldn't believe it. But then again that's how I shoot. I went back to camp and carried an empty #10 can into the woods and shot the bottom of the can at 10 yards and was maybe an inch or two off center, but still would have been a dead bird with a baseball sized pattern. Fact is I can't shoot straight half the time when a gobbler is standing there. Oh well should have expected it. I'm pretty pissed off. But the good thing is I checked my 16 limb lines on the way back and took 8 big channel catfish and have over 12 pounds of fillets in the cooler now. So I won't have an empty cooler at least.
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Well he left his hen and came to my 2 hens and then got bored with them and went back to the other hen. Lost sight of him behind some trees. I made some yelps and waited a bit.
After nothing happened, I was about to get up and leave for the day, and here he comes across the field headed straight toward me. Now I was about 10 yards from the field edge and the boundary, and well covered in a dead cedar. When he got close I got the gun ready. At 15 yards I had him in the ghost ring but waited for him to get closer. He never saw me. I kept him in the ring the whole time, with the front pin on his neck. He finally got to the 10 yard mark and I shot a load of #6. and he took off and flew away. I couldn't believe it. But then again that's how I shoot. I went back to camp and carried an empty #10 can into the woods and shot the bottom of the can at 10 yards and was maybe an inch or two off center, but still would have been a dead bird with a baseball sized pattern. Fact is I can't shoot straight half the time when a gobbler is standing there. Oh well should have expected it. I'm pretty pissed off. But the good thing is I checked my 16 limb lines on the way back and took 8 big channel catfish and have over 12 pounds of fillets in the cooler now. So I won't have an empty cooler at least.
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