I managed to escape over to my property for six days using the excuse that I was going to work on the cabin
the wife bought it and let me go...
I did managed to get a little bit done including getting my framing inspection but my real goal was to bag a Turkey. The rest of the work will have to wait until next trip...
I had one group of Turkeys roosting about a 1/4 mile from my property. Nearly every morning they'd march over to a neighbors property and gobble away.. and fight. The first morning I sat across the field from them and called. I got the hens attention but they wouldn't cross. They just stared me down. Hoping that my camo would conceal me I decided to try to back out of there and hopefully convince them to come look for me. I got busted right away and they took off down toward the back edge of my property.
I knew about where they would go so I tried to cut them off at the pass. I set up and started calling. No answers. I figured they were too spooked so I gave up. About 10 minutes after I leave I hear a gobbler right about where I was
I jet back towards him and set up with a patch of trees between us. I call, he answers but he ain't coming. I decide to try to go get him and I get busted again...
The next day I try it again but other than a few answers they just won't come across the field to my property. One the third day another group shows up and I can hear them bantering back and forth. I try to lure the new group but the same group that has foiled me starts moving in. I'm in a pretty good spot on the edge of an opening. I wait and they get were I can see them through the trees about 100 yards away but stop and just look in my direction. I guess when they didn't see any turkeys making the racket they figured it out.
The next morning I'm heading out a little bit later and the Turkeys are making all kinds of racket and on the move. I think the two groups may have merged. I hustle down to the back corner of my property and sure enough they are on the way there. I look for an ambush site and find a perfect spot just ahead of me. As I cross the opening I come face to face with the turkeys leading the bunch... Busted
I should have just plopped down right where I was and waited instead of trying for the perfect set up.
I was pleased at how they responded to my calls and frustrated by my lack of patience. I did find that if I called in an area, including at my cabin a Turkey would eventually come check it out. One afternoon while returning with some building materials I had a small group right at the cabin as I drove up. They fled when they saw I was headed in and I never heard or saw them again.
Good fun but man do I have a lot to learn about Turkey hunting.
Oh, did see a nice Moose pass through early in the week. Took a picture of his tracks a few days later.
