Me and good friend Randy Pyle {aka pyledriver} decided rain or not we were going to hunt something ,if we couldn't get turkeys to gobble we were going to hunt hogs or coyotes.On the way into the first stand we got some birds to gobble.It was still raining and they would gobble but wouldn't come in ,so we dropped off in a creek bed to get on the other side of them and see if they would come in that way! We got to a place where we could see them and I could tell it was the same five jakes I called in last Sunday,but Randy had never killed a turkey so he wasn't being picky.We called they gobbled ,but still wouldn't come in.I belly crawled up to the tree line and stuck my decoy out so they could see it and a hen I hadn't seen came instead.She putted and fussed forever! When she finally quit it started raining harder,about then I thought I heard a gobble way across the field about 600 yards away. The jakes headed for a tree line in that direction, we stood up to watch them leave when I spotted another bird alone on the same fence line,but going the other way! We kept calling and he made a huge circle and was now headed our way.I told Randy I thought that this might be a mature bird! We readied ourselves behind a fallen log ,called and waited and called again! He finally got into range at 40 yards and I was glad I had talked Randy into using my Hevi 13 instead of the # 2 shot he had.I told him if it felt good shoot,he did and down he went!
we were now soaked and the bird although a really nice mature bird looked like a drowned rat!
he had 9 7/8 inch beard 1 1/8 inch and 1 1/4 inch spurs and weighed 24 pounds,that ain't bad for your first gobbler!