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Last day of the season, ran out around 1130 for a lunch hunt. Did some run and gun hearing nothing. I get to the corner of the farm and hit the box call. A gobble from the neighbors crop field 300 yards away responds. Set up half way up a field Ina wooded fence row with a single decoy. A hen responds and within 10 minutes a raspy bitch comes through the fence 7 yards in front of me and steps to the decoy. The hen sees a cat entering the field and leaves.
Some aggressive calling and 2 gobblers blow up and are obviously coming in hot. 15 minutes of excited hen banter. Behind me I hear 2 gobblers sound off at 10-15 yards. I see them enter the edge of the field, and immediately swell into full strut. The hang up in the tree line, but unfortunately for Tom, he has stopped at 17 yards in front of the business end of a browsing 10 gauge. An explosion of sound breaks the afternoon breeze and old Tom falls over.
22.8lbs. 11" beard and 1 1/8" Spurs.
A great hunt that took less than an hour complete with all of the major components of a great hunt. I had hunted through rain,quiet birds and toms hanging up with hot hens at 150 yards, but am sure glad I decided for 1 last try.
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