In "Decision Time," Editor Brian Lovett shares a scenario from his 20-plus years hunting turkeys. Each hinges on a critical decision. Post what choice you would have made, then see how things actually turned out.
Conclusion: Young Bull, Old Bull
I decided to take the fight to the gobbler -- straight up the incline. I charged up the hill and was soon gasping for air.
The bird continued gobbling, and lacking a better option, I went right at him. The bare hillside, rock outcroppings and pine needles here and there let me climb quietly, and within 10 minutes, I was whipped but 60 yards from the old buzzard. Well, I was 60 yards west of him, but probably another 20 below the lip of the ridge, so I wasn't going to find an ideal calling location. However, the bird was pretty fired up, so I figured one soft call might be all it took to entice him to peek over the ridge and give me a shot.
I propped up against a crooked cedar tree, leveled my gun up the hill and caught my breath. The turkey gobbled, so I exhaled, grabbed my slate and slowly etched out two soft clucks and two timid yelps.
I'd almost expected the bird to blow my hat off, so I wasn't ready for what happened next: nothing. The turkey didn't gobble. Actually, he never gobbled again. When I crawled to the lip 10 minutes later, the bird was gone.
Maybe the turkey would have wandered off no matter what I'd done. In hindsight, however, I probably should have taken the time to slip around the point to the logging road and find a better, more natural calling location near the tip of the bluff. Sure, there are times when you must hurry in turkey hunting, but finding the best setup usually isn't one of them.
I?had plenty of time to ponder that as I labored down that lofty Minnesota point. And by the time I?reached the bottom, the young bull felt awfully old.
What decision did you make?
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