The birds have been spending a lot of time in a cut bean field which has new winter wheat coming up in it. When I pulled up no birds. I drove around the section to check the 2 hay fields they hang out in, but no birds to be seen. So I figured they were in the woods which was fine, so I was figuring out where to go in. I came back around to park, and they were all in the field, both flocks. So I snuck in around the backside of them and got to within 100 yards of them in the field. I set up and started with a couple kee kees. I immediately got a couple yelps and other chatter. I then gave a couple yelps back and they answered immediately. So I shut up and waited. Pretty soon the birds disappeared to I debated my next move. I should have learned by now, but I decided to move, cause I thought they had fed away from me. I started to slowly move and suddenly I heard some scratching in the leaves and some putts. Luckily there was some thicker brush in between us or the gig would have been up. I got down, did a few clucks and purrs and the next thing I know a young jake took a load of #4's in the head. It was fun, and even though it wasn't a big gobbler, my heart was pounding just as much.
So what was the first? It is the first jake I have ever shot. Another trophy this fall, and 1 tag left in my pocket. Maybe I will go for the cycle and shoot a tom, so I get one of each this fall. Well, we will see what walks in front of the barrel first!
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