In "Decision Time," Editor Brian Lovett will share a scenario from his 20-plus years hunting turkeys. Each hinges on a critical decision. Post what choice you would have made, then see how things actually turned out
. Roundup at Rope Ridge
After two days of getting drubbed, I was finally in the game at my old Wisconsin stomping grounds.
A pair of longbeards had flown off the roost 150 yards away and were gobbling themselves hoarse at a nearby field edge. Sure, they had hens with them, but it was quite a show. Meanwhile, a turkey that had roosted 200-plus yards to the west hit the ground and squeaked out one timid gobble. Heck, there was even a bird lighting it up on the ridge behind me. I was surrounded.
But after a while, that didn't seem to be enough. The henned-up birds at the field edge in front of me continued to hammer every call I made, but they'd probably only moved 10 steps in an hour. The timid-sounding bird on my ridge had shut up, which probably indicated that he was coming or ... well, that he'd shut up. And the gobbler on the ridge behind me seemed like he was heading west off the property.
Of course, I wanted to kill one of the vocal turkeys at the field edge, but that was the problem. I was on the ridge, and they were on a field edge, with little but air between us. I figured I could slip 20 to 40 yards closer without being busted -- at best. The timid gobbler offered a nice option, but I had no idea where he was. And the back-ridge gobbler was going away, so he was pretty much off the board.
How did I go from being surrounded to being stumped? And, more important, how could I save my hunt? What would you have done? Post your decision below.
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