I do have to share a funny story about luck trumping good!
I was hunting with my son on the last day of turkey season in 2008.
We were setup in a blind in a field between a feeding zone, and a strut zone.
Well we got settled in around 4am, and just as I was setting my son in the blind, an owl hooted and a gobbler sounded off!
We waited, and around 5 the gobbler was on the ground. I saw him walking about 100 yards off.
All of a sudden, two hens flew down and joined him. My heart sank. I figured they would all head to breakfast, and I would get skunked.
Well the two girls brought him to the side of my blind, but they were criss-crossed in front of him, and it was on my son's side of the blind, so no shot.
Then, I hear this awful clucking from behind me, and out of nowhere, this boss hen comes running to the two jennies, and beats the stuffing out of them!
Now that the pecking order has been established, boss he leads the little group to my decoys. I wait for the hens to clear this very nice tom, and I shoot.
BOOM! Birds still standing! The two jennies fly off at the sound of the shotgun blast, but the boss hen stays with her man!
Well, my moss,, does'nt like the rem nitro mag I have in her, so she jams.
So there I was with a jammed shotgun, and a tom not 15 yards away just sitting there!
I finally manage to get her unjammed, shoulder the gun, and drop him!
He was 19.5 lbs with a 9.5" beard!
Told ya lucky trumps good!
You can't kill'em sittin' on the couch!