DSC00063[1]1.JPGSo I park the truck, load up my Wild Thing pack with all the accoutrements, you know, decoys, stool, tripod, camera, calls, bow, kitchen sink, etc. and walk maybe 2 tenths of a mile to my favorite little turkey clearing. It was around 3:30 pm when I arrived. As I was walking in, I could hear gobbling ahead, steadily getting closer. “Funny”, I remember thinking, “what would be really funny is if they kept coming” because I was loaded down like a pack mule with a set of XXL panniers. Well it wasn’t as funny as I thought it would be when they circled wide of me, in plain view the whole time, then went down to where I’d just parked the truck and gobbled their gaudy heads of…silly birds. I went ahead and set up where I had originally planned, and with in no time had jakes flirting with my decoys. I really had no intention of shooting a jake, but when they hang around at less than 10 yards for longer than 5 minutes I  will occasionally make an exception. So I did. I got the whole thing on video, I was hunting alone, so it kinda makes the video gig a little tricky but it came out great, and it also happens to be the first bird I ever konked in the noggin. Makes for a short recovery.
 

Good Hunting,
 

Marty