Well, I guess the turkey gods thought I got cocky after the successful youth hunt with my son Saturday. Regular season opened this morning and before 8:30 I had set up on 2 birds, called them both in, pulled the trigger twice and had nothing to show for it. I was sick
The first was right at fly down time. I should have been more patient but there was another hunter on the other side of the creek (property line) that I was afraid was about to mess the bird up. So I took a shot that I knew was too far and the rest was predictable. Gobbler flies off none the worse for wear
The second was worse. Got on another one (two actually) and they both came running, literally. Shot the lead gobbler, he hit the dirt, then proceeded to stand up and run off, busted wing and all. Looked for hours to no avail. There are some massive brush and debris piles covered in briars from a logging operation 5 years agoon the side of the road where he was so he could have easily holed up in one of those or just run to the next county. That's the first time I've ever lost an obviously wounded turkey in 30 years of turkey hunting
Took some of the fun out of an otherwise beautiful day. Made me sick. Even patterned my gun to make sure it was human error and it was