Well I closed out another turkey season on Saturday.
I guided/called for a friend. We called 4 gobblers in off the roost, only to have them hang up 30 yds away in cover! I was 4-6' behind my friend and I had a clear shot (but no gun or tag) while he was blocked by a fence post and some brush. Later we moved on some birds that would not respond to calling but came up short. And that was it for me.
I was able to log 14 days in the woods in 2 states. I tagged three mature toms, including by biggest ever (77 NWTF).
But an equal part of the story was the diffaculty of the season. Numbers were down on several of the places I hunted, weather was lousy, and my batting average as a guide took a nose dive. My first friend missed 4 times, my daughter and I got skunked on her first outing ever, my son and I got busted by jakes, my father and I went gobbleless for two days, and I described my last hunt above. And worst of all, I missed for the first time in 5 years!
You know what? I wouldn't trade a second of it. Every sunrise, every wiff of spring air and every walk in the woods touched my soul. I think it was St. Thomas Aquinas that said the beauty of nature calls us to look deeper into God's love and power. I look forward to the recall of all the memories and a deeper understanding of who He has called me to be. I hope and pray that all of you share the same peace.
So what about the rest of you. Your thoughts on the end of the season?

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