fredfred
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Set up on a gobbler just off the point from me. He flew down about 6 or so and went around under me. A hen cuts a little 90 yards in front of me so I cut back real soft to her. Then I see her (2 of them) with a whopper of a gobbler in tow. They come to about 50 yards and he's strutting up a storm. I had a shot but 50 yards and full strut didn't sit well with me. Plus they were coming straight at me. So I waited, FF3 dot on his head. Then the hens decided to go back the other way 
Dragging Gobblezilla with them :sick:. I wish I had never answered that huzzy. Anyway I try to call him away from them but that rarely works, and sure didn't this time. While trying to call him back another gobbler fires up to my left and the 1st one starts closing some ground. I eventually get the 1 on my left to commit. I see him coming down the opposite hill from me in an old road bed, he's a toad too. When he goes under the hill I swing on him knowing he's gonna be 10 yards when he gets here. Up pops his head just left of my barrel ( like 4 inches left) at 10 yards. 1 more step big boy 
Well he picks me out like I was wearing a neon sign 1 putt and he runs back down the hill :cry: Son of a, that's 2 in 30 mins. My feelings are seriously getting hurt here. Well the first one is still comming 
So I gave him a little sweet talk and in he comes down the same road bed as the 2nd one but from the opposite direction. At this point I'm getting worried, theres no way I can screw up 3 gobblers in an 1 1/2 hrs :blush: Well with all that happening I thought shoot him the first time he offers you a good shot inside 40 yards. Well I got the big eye and shot him at 58 yards :crazy: which my gun is capable of. I about crapped when I stood up and realized how far he really was. I don't like shooting that far at all. Oh and he was a little feller too but I was happy to end that fiasco on a plus.
For some reason he was soaking wet too
17 lb 5 oz 9 1/4" beard and 1/5" spurs
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Dragging Gobblezilla with them :sick:. I wish I had never answered that huzzy. Anyway I try to call him away from them but that rarely works, and sure didn't this time. While trying to call him back another gobbler fires up to my left and the 1st one starts closing some ground. I eventually get the 1 on my left to commit. I see him coming down the opposite hill from me in an old road bed, he's a toad too. When he goes under the hill I swing on him knowing he's gonna be 10 yards when he gets here. Up pops his head just left of my barrel ( like 4 inches left) at 10 yards. 1 more step big boy Well he picks me out like I was wearing a neon sign 1 putt and he runs back down the hill :cry: Son of a, that's 2 in 30 mins. My feelings are seriously getting hurt here. Well the first one is still comming So I gave him a little sweet talk and in he comes down the same road bed as the 2nd one but from the opposite direction. At this point I'm getting worried, theres no way I can screw up 3 gobblers in an 1 1/2 hrs :blush: Well with all that happening I thought shoot him the first time he offers you a good shot inside 40 yards. Well I got the big eye and shot him at 58 yards :crazy: which my gun is capable of. I about crapped when I stood up and realized how far he really was. I don't like shooting that far at all. Oh and he was a little feller too but I was happy to end that fiasco on a plus.For some reason he was soaking wet too
17 lb 5 oz 9 1/4" beard and 1/5" spurs
