Dads Turkey Spring 2007
This is the Last Turkey that I remember dad getting and I sent in an application to KDWP for a trophy gobbler award and it made it. Actually I knew it would because it scored higher than the minimum scoring requirements. We set up that afternoon between to roosting areas that were about a mile apart and about a hour before sundown we could hear gobblers to the north of us. After a while I could tell they were getting closer, so I occasionally called until they got about 200 yrds away. They were on the opposite side of the creek from us, but the turkey in the area usually crossed at a crossing just north of us so we decided to stay put. As usual the best laid plans don’t work out when hunting. Instead of crossing the creek they kept on going south on the opposite side of the creek. My past experience has usually been when a tom gets past you he keeps on going and won’t come back. So I was thinking we weren’t going to get an opportunity for a shot. As a last ditch effort I started double calling with my mouth call and box call, that is starting one call then calling over the top of the other. I guess it sounded like two hot hens, because they turned and started wadding through the underbrush right towards us. In the mean time dad had gotten into an awkward position and had to turn and lean over to shoot around one tree and under a large tree that fallen over onto another tree. Bang the old Long Tom single shot shotgun, he has used since he was a kid, found its mark again. This Turkey measured in at 74.08 in., it had 2 beards 1 at 10 in. the other at 6 in., for a total of 16 in., and the spurs measured 1 1/4 in. each, and it weighed in at 19.8 lbs.
