Ok, I am a bit embarased but thought you might get a kick out of my very first experience at turkey hunting. First of all I would like to say to everyone on the blog that you all got me out there and now I am pumped. Got over to Colville, Deep Lake area last monday. Seen probably minimum of 60 turkeys going out to the farm I stayed at. Monday evening I was able to scan the 800 acre valley for longbeards with my spotting scope and binocs. Spotted one big tom and about 5 hens strait across the valley from the farm. We watched them untill they roosted that evening. Spent tuesday watching the same group from my chair in the yard. Got a feel for what direction they were moving in the morning and evening. Figured out where they roosted that evening. Sat up north of them opening day with the help of Spokaneslayer , doing the hen clucking with his exstinsive collection of great turkey calls. Hens did not want anything to do with sharing their tom, they all went south. Oh well so much for that morning. Went back to the farmhouse and could here the tom up in the woods gobbling, went back to try to call him and chased him up a hill for about a 1/4 of a mile. The whole time he managed to stay about 100 feet in front of me. Made me think he was probably laughing his ass off thinking of how stupid I was trying to catch him
. End of opening day and it is turkeys 2 hunters none. Spokaneslayer had to get back home so next morning I sat up about 60 yrds from the roost. About 5:30 am tom flies down then the hens about 60 yrds out. Needless to say never got much closer than that. I shot anyway three times. Tom just kinda looked over my way like who is making all that racket, it was hillarious. So day two turkeys 3 hunters none. Last day I could hunt was friday. This time I had made up my mind to get right below the roost tree. So 3:30am I was sitting less than 25 yrds from his roost. About 5:15am he starts to gobble from the roost. Hair on the back of my neck was standing straight up
He finally flies down about 5:45 he is less than 40 yrds in front of me. Never even knew I was there. So I am ready to lower the boom on him. I lift up my shotgun an lay a beed on him pulled the trigger and nothing, not even a feather flies. I shoot again this tom looks over like man are you back out here making racket again. I swear they feed those birds armor plating
. So anyway I ended up shooting at the same tom 8 times with my not so great 2 and 3/4 number 5 shells. Never even peppered him. But man did I have the greatest time of my life. And learned alot about turkeys and my gun. I am hooked. I will be back over there in a week. This time I will take some real firepower. Over all I guess you could say turkeys 4 hunters none, but what a awesome time. Thought you guys and gals would get a kick out of my greenhorn story. Love to turkey hunt Scot
