Where are the turkey stories

[dnovo]

I know Brian, Jay, Mike and Larry had a good time in Kansas. It's time for some stories and a few pictures to start off our season here.

[Rick Wakeman]

I'm with ya! Where are the stories :(

[lareva]

One down for me. Due to work schedule for my part time coffee deliveries, I did not get to go on Monday. However, Tuesday morning dawned bright and clear with some gobbling activity early. After coming off the roost, seems the toms took the time to check out the hens near by. From that point on, I heard a gobble every now and then but nothing close. Did some calling but no response. This might just be a bust.
I have hunted this property on and off for many years and near as I could tell, was the only one there that morning. I had beefed up my old natural blind with some old limbs and some fresh cedar cuttings at the edge of the field. Then, I have an old flambeau hen decoy from years ago and had placed a set of skinez feathers over it. This has worked well in the past. I was about to call it a morning when I looked back to the east and notice movement way down in the lower end of the field. Gave a call and the turkey raised up and looked my way but did not seem to be interested. Around 9:30, I saw another bird come out into the field about 100 yds away. Noticed that it might be a Jake. Picked up my field glassed and confirmed that it was. Gave a soft call and a mature gobble erupted near that location. Made another call with my Diaphram call and then with my own natural voice. This old tom seemed to like what he had heard. He finally came out where he could see and after noticing my "Henrietta", began to fan and ease toward my location.
After about another ten minutes, while I was nervously anticipating, He and Jake finallly arrived. Immediately, the Jake kind of shied away since he didn't want his butt kicked. The adult came in so close that for a brief time, I could hardly see him. After what seemed a very long time, he moved out close to Henrietta and turned his butt to me. That was his mistake. My arrow with a snuffer broadhead was on it's way and entered the rear and protruded out his breast. He tried to fly out but couldn't make the grade. He managed to get into the edge of the timber but he was fading fast. I kept quite and left him alone for a while and went after my truck. By the time I returned, he had breathed his last. This was my third turkey that I have successfully taken with my BW bow.
Over the years, I have taken many with my old 12 gauge and has become no longer a great challenge for me. However, the bow is another matter. Hope everyone has a chance to have the same experience one day. Good luck to all. Larry Evans

[dnovo]

Larry, cool story. Congratulations on the bird. I have never been able to take a gobbler yet with my bow, but now am getting serious about it.

[Rick Wakeman]

Larry...congrats on the turkey. Great story, thanks for sharing.

[woodsman]

Hey Larry.. Congrats on the turkey.

Chris

[Tom Dickerson]

Congratulations Larry!!

[dhaverstick]

Great story, Larry! Congratulations! I'm still waiting for my first bird with a bow. The pressure is intense! My wife and daughter browbeat me about fried turkey breast so much that I have to get one the quickest way (legally) possible - 12 gauge shotgun.

Darren