I shouldn't have made tags plural as I only have one left. I ended the season with one notched tag on opening day and several close encounters including a questionable shot that I held off on that likely would have been too far. I'd rather have them get away clean than make a bad shot.
I could have shot Jakes every trip to the woods this year (all less than 20 yards), but that would have been counter-productive since I hunt on private land and I would rather see those birds as adult Longbeards. Some don't see it that way, but "No Jakes" are the lease rules and they are not hard to live by.
Today, I started up near the top of the ridge, but there was nothing going on there. After it got good & light, I moved half-way between there and the newly burnt area to a slight rise where I have seen plenty of sign in the past. My stake blind was set and I was in position just west of a bend in an old roadbed where we heard gobbling in years past and have seen dust bowls earlier. It seems like it might be a good place to have one strut. About 8:30, I saw a movement to the north, got the Benelli ready and switched the safety off when I could make out the red head of a Gobbler. There was also a smaller Tom behind him. I thought this might be the pair I saw a couple of weeks ago and my buddy also saw last Saturday not far from that same area. Ween he stepped out from behind a tree I could only see about 3 inches of whiskers coming out of his breast and his little buddy had less. They were about 18 yards away and oblivious to my presence. I watched them chase bugs and drift down the crest of the knoll into thicker woods toward the creek bottom. I stayed until just before noon, then I packed up and on the way out I saw 3 hens just below the burnt area. They appeared to have been working toward my location. No matter. I headed to the truck to get a bite to eat and was going to re-position for the afternoon.
On my way out the logging road, I met the forest manager who was perparing to start burning more underbrush where I intened to hunt...good thing he saw me before he torched the place, huh? My hunting day was ended for me.
I had a good season and learned more about the greatest game bird in the World. I hate it is going to be such a long time until next year. I got a line on a new place to hunt, hopefully it will turn into something good. I look forward to reading about those who still have season left. Good Luck to you all.
Jim

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