On the Clip Board 'O Fun for my trip to Texas was listed "shoot a turkey." I wasn't particularly confident after failed attempts on film, nonetheless, results were successful.
After work on the ranch, Pop and I went out to call a long beard in. We sat, dozed, and filmed each other chewing the fat for about two hours with only one gobble. We left in search of another turkey, ran him off, and returned to the original spot where we saw four Jakes.
Pop called and they came running. We barely had time to sit down before they walked a quarter of a mile towards us and the decoy. Directions were to shoot as soon as I saw one and in less than five minutes out of the truck, I had a clean shot at eight and a half yards. I didn't even have time to get nervous.
It was quite tasty and I have enough feathers to tie flies for the rest of my life.
1 comment:
Morgan, this photo makes me laugh as turkeys are so illusive & my father was almost disinherited because he shot my Grandfather's prize wild turkey he had his "eye" on....long story!!! So glad to hear from you! Looks like life is treating you well, Dear! Lauren is happy & changed jobs doing what she loves now. Also, Mexico might look glorious from my blog but it's another world here, in every sense! Somedays it's a zoo out there! Ciao!
Dee
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