Turkey

Gobble! Gobble!

2011 Season!

I had gobblers all around me this morning; at least 6. He came running in to my decoys after 2 minutes after responding to my yelps from a couple hundred yards away. I shot him head on at 20 yards above the breasts and he jumped and flew up in the air about 10 feet, then landed and started stumbling off. I missed with my second shot and ran out into the food plot to chase him down. He got back up and started running around in circles (obviously blind). I immediately thought about Dick last year. I went to shoot him again but my third shell had ejected from the gun after the second shot. I then thought I was Mark McGwire and proceeded to hit him in the head baseball style. It did nothing. He still ran around in circles. I reered back with all my might and swung for a home run, hitting him in the head, knocking him down and breaking the stock away from the receiver on my gun. He got back up and started running around in circles again. UFC instincts then kicked in as I grabbed him by the head took him down and rung his neck (apparently not good enough). He got back up and started running around in circles again and ran into me. After removing my crooked hat and facemask which was now blinding me, I then thought I was Royce Gracie. I jumped on top his back knees first and grabbed a hold of his head and twisted it 360 degrees. I got off him and he sat upright. I then went crazy psycho on him and stomped his head repeatedly until his skull was crushed. What a hunt!!! I would have been more excited about it had I not broke my gun. He had an 11 1/2" beard and no spurs (genetic defect). The scene of the crime had blood and feathers everywhere. He is wet from rolling around with me in the food plot.