I let out a series of yelps and he gobbled. I yelped again and he answered back but was getting closer. I quit calling and got my gun up. A few minutes later I saw him sneaking through the laurel. He stopped at the edge of a little opening, he was 15 yards away and I let him half it. I blew the top of his head off. This was 6:20am.
Here's some pics, first the Jake from yesterday then his daddy:
9 3/4 inch beard
3/4 inch spurs
20 lbs


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