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2 stories to share, one from last Friday and one from last night.


Last Friday in the sleet and driving rain I finally popped an Iowa bird... after missing 3 in the past month...


After a smashing 30 second double in Kansas I have had the biggest and baddest monkey on my back in many many years of turkey hunting. 2 misses with the bow and one with the gun and I was pretty irritated with myself. It seemed every time I hunted with a buddy, they got shots and good weather, whenever I was hunting as the shooter I got garbage weather.


Last night was more of the same. It was 37 degrees when I pulled in the gate hole and by the time I got set up I was soaked to the bone and my hands were icicles. It was only 1:30 pm, I had a LOOONG time before I would allow myself to quit. Ended up seeing quite a few birds, just nothing close until about 7:00 or so when this guy and some hens walked by.


It's hard to see because everything was simply soaked but he had a 11 3/4 in beard, 1 5/8 in spurs (you can see them sticking out by my knuckle), and my moms bathroom scale said 25.6 pounds.


It was very gratifying to stomp his head into the mud and FINALLY wrap a tag. Monkey off my back.



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Then last night in the perfect conditions I had a cake walk of a hunt that had more drive time than hunt time.


Made a deal with my wife that if I helped clean the house yesterday afternoon I could go turkey hunting this afternoon. I had a pre school recital that caused a late start, but I was just happy it was sunny for once.


I did a quick drive by on 2 easy accessible farms looking/sounding for birds with no success so headed to a larger farm that I've always had great luck on. After hopping out of the truck I slammed the door shut and had one sound off not far away. I sorta blinked in shock but grabbed my gear and headed thru the old farmstead buildings near where I park. Rounding a corner I did a crow call and he sounded off again so I set up shop. A few minutes and yelps later he showed up and that was that. I walked the 150 yards back to the truck and headed home with my 4th gobbler of the spring. Though quite a bit lighter than yesterdays bird (probably cuz he's dry) he's still a nice bird with good hooks and a full beard. Pics came out real nice too for a phone cam tied to a branch with a 10 second timer. Maybe it's me, but I think his color is quite nice as well.


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It was fun coming home this time, the kids were all awake, excited, and curious to see the turkey.


The boy is getting the hero pose down

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All together.

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congrats! in 20 or 30 years, your kids will look back at those pics as a fun time. i say that cause that's how i feel about the pics of me and my sisters with our dad's kills. that is me on the bear in my profile pic. i have one of my 3 year old sister holding up a lions tale as if to play with it. great pics that get better over time.

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