I pulled into a parking lot this morning anticipating a long walk and a lot of squirrels to work on with the little Marlin . But much to my surprise after walking nearly a mile I hadn't seen nor heard one . As I approached a transition area from mixed cedars and hardwoods to all hardwoods I slowed down to less than a crawl and listened intently . After standing in one spot for several minutes and hearing only the thunder of a storm which seemed to be getting a mite close , and the occasional shot of someone dove hunting , I turned to move and out of the roost goes this turkey . It was about 35 yards from me and no doubt was keeping its good eye on me . It didn't fly too far for I could hear him land within 100 yards . After thinking about that bird for a bit I started once again to move and out goes another turkey . This one , for sure, was a big gobbler . A lot bigger than the first bird and very heavy wingbeats . It sounded more like a crash than a landing when the old boy came back to earth .
So the thunder just kept getting closer and then I could hear the heavy rain across the little valley . I lit out for the truck . When the two-track led me out of the woods there was a very distinct rainbow at the west end of that noisy cloud . I picked up the pace and was within 200 yards of the truck when a grey ran up the side of a small oak just off the path . BAD MISTAKE ON HIS PART .
It was a very short hunt ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,but it was good to be out .