Hunting Washington Forum
Other Hunting => Turkey Hunting => Topic started by: Phantom Gobbler on April 05, 2012, 06:22:46 PM
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First Gobble I ever heard while hunting, was in the evening as I was calling from the top of a knob north of Colville. I had been calling off an on for a half hour or so without any responses and had started to head back to camp. Part way down the hill I suddenly heard a seemingly far off ....... Obble, Obble, Obble ..... and I thought I was hearing things. It was getting dark and the Gobbles stopped before I could pinpoint and roost the birds.
The next morning I was in the camper getting dressed, when suddenly several loud Gobblers lit up within a 100 yards of the truck! :yike: Man was I fired up. I was not able to call the Tom in at fly down ... but later in the day I had a very close encounter with him, but was not able to seal the deal. :dunno:
How about some of your first encounters with a loud mouthed Tom? It's an experience we will never forget! :yeah:
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Guess everyone left us :dunno: :chuckle:
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Mine was my first turkey hunt. Drove down to the Asotin area around Lick Creek. We had never been there. Researched all from maps on line.
Camped the first night on top of the world. Got up next am and drove up road to see where the snow line was. Came back to camp about 15 minutes . Slammed the truck door. and ooodleooodle. Right across from camp.
Couldnt seal the deal and havent yet. Had many close calls but no bang.
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Deer Ridge Wildlife Area, Northeastern Missouri. Killed a Jake my first ever morning turkey hunting in 1987.
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Just NE of Charleston, South Carolina in 1967 while I was hunting pigs. Decided to call some crows. On the first call a Gobbler boomed back at me. At the moment wasn't sure what the hell it was. A memorable first turkey experience to say the least.
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Down above the White Salmon River, drove over from Portland and crossed the bridge to hunt on private land. I believe that is Skamania County. Hunting at last light, got some answering calls. Ended up calling in a bobcat.
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First morning out scouting for easterns, I climbed a steep trail up into the Skookumchuck area looking for the Western Wa Phantoms (aka Eastern) in the dark about half an hour before first light. As I reached the top, it was just starting to lighten up enough I could see what I believed to be turkey droppings on the edge of the trail. I pulled out a crow call and hit it with a couple of loud, short bursts. The answer was close (about 50 feet) and deafeningly loud. My knees got weak and I thought my heart would flop out of my chest.
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My first day out hunting easterns was in another area I had extensively scouted. I got replies from 3 toms opening morning and was able to work them to 10 yards, but the "rookie's" mistakes kept him from sealing the deal. But it did hook him for life.
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the first gobble i heard was just east of grand coulee dam my first time ever turkey hunting. we hunted all morning and it was about mid day, we were moving locations walking up a draw. We stopped to plan out what were going to do when i looked about 150 yards up the draw and there was a big old tom standing by himself underneath some brush. My dads buddy called at it and he started gobbling. he wouldnt move from where he was at so we went to the opposite side of the draw an worked our way towards him. when we got across from him he hid in a lone bush and was trapped because it was a rocky hillside and not many bushes there. So i covered one side and my dad the other and m y dads friend was on the other side of the draw spotting for us and communicating on the walkie. as i closed the distance the turkey busted out the other side and started flying right towards my dad. he took one shot and dropped it in flight. only saw that one bird and were able to stalk him down. that hunt was so much fun
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My first gobble was at the head of Yellow Jacket creek in the Wenas. I was with my brother and neither of us had a real clue as to what we were doing, but hearing that Tom gobbling sure got the blood flowing!
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My back yard Chattaroy :)
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Northern California in a prune orchard between Marysville and Oroville. How funny that Washington and California have cities with the same name.
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We had turkeys in Stevens County when I was growing up, I've seen them and heard them as long as I can remember since before I started school, but the first time I hunted them was at Hunters, WA roughly 1980.
(we called them in and missed) :chuckle:
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We had turkeys in Stevens County when I was growing up, I've seen them and heard them as long as I can remember since before I started school, but the first time I hunted them was at Hunters, WA roughly 1980.
(we called them in and missed) :chuckle:
Better than having them come in quiet after their first gobbles, have a box call in your hand, your gun in your lap, and 3 Eastern toms approx 25 lbs each within 10 yards ... but I'm taking the 5th and refuse to incriminate myself !
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I was north of Spokane in some small town, I dont recall the name.... My brother in laws uncles land, a gorgeous piece of land. I was hooked and look forward to going back. :tup:
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My first gobble was with turkeydancer and a couple other real good friends just out of Colville. We drove up got out real quiet, got the guns and gear out and somebody slammed the truck door. The hill side erupted. Then of the other guys cycled a round into the chamber of his pump and the hill side erupted again. Great memories with some great people :tup:.
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Definitely some good times ... I remember when they flew back up to roost right above us at 9 am and we couldn't get them to fly down no matter what we did .. lots of good memories.
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