Several more owl hoots provoked numerous gobbles, and we nailed down the turkey's roost tree. Read
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Kansas Redux
The chase involved crossing the flooded creek via a slippery log. And even after we navigated that, we had to crawl the field edge to get a visual on the gobbler. Read
Quite Tight Like That
The bird was in a timbered creek bottom bordered on two sides by massive fields. With the creek being so high, we'd have to get close to the longbeard to call him in. Read
Sodden Ground Zero
When I awoke and peeked outside, I breathed a sigh of relief. The torrential rain from the previous day had finally stopped. Read
The Brunch Bunch
The birds gobbled — but just not on the property I was hunting. I'd tried to pull a turkey from the neighbor's, but he seemed content to stay put. With a 9 a.m. Easter brunch deadline, it didn't look good. Read
Fly Me a River
With the camera still rolling, Josh and Jeff slipped back into the creek bed and slipped toward the bird. As I watched from the bank, I saw the bird begin to move toward us. Read