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, and then see how things actually turned out.
Conclusion: Feelin' Minnesota
I was in bluff country, so there was enough rise and fall in the terrain to conceal some movement. Sticking close to the far edge of the pasture, I slipped around the field, walked up a county road and then eased into the pastured woods on the other side, glassing as I went.
Had I bumped the bird? I yelped to find out. Hallelujah, a gobble fired back in response, probably 120 yards away. I set up and readied my gun.
That's the last noise I heard from that rat. I stayed there about 15 minutes until the stupid bird popped up 10 steps in front of me. I demolished a deadfall with my first shot but killed the longbeard with my second effort.
I felt pretty smug about that -- until the turkey started flopping in the biggest, wettest cow pie west of the Mississippi River. Suddenly, I didn't feel so smart carrying him out of the woods.
What decision did you make?
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