Well this is quite a story. I still can't believe it all went down like this.
My wifes cousin had been there a few days and scouting so he had a pretty good handle on the groups that were there.
I paired up with his brother and we set up on the edge of a clearing with 2 hen decoys out in the middle.
He did all the calling with a diaphram so he started calling and got a response from a gobbler in a field about 300yds away. Went back and forth with him for a while, never could get him to come play.
We went silent for a while and called again and got a response from one in a different direction and a good bit closer. This one likes shy girls, if we called too much he would get quiet. So one call and then wait 5-10 minutes and each time he was getting closer. We realized he was coming in on the road we walked in on which we were not setup to shoot that way. So im adjusting to shoot right-handed & through brush. We know hes right on us at this point just waiting for a visual.
His head pops up about 10 yards away but trying to get my gun aimed at him will mean moving too much brush and he would see that movement. Im hoping we can get him just 10 yards further into the clearing but hes very cautious. 2 steps forward and then a ton of looking around. Then 2 more steps and a bunch of looking. Keep in mind as soon as i saw his head my heart was pumping and I was shaking like nothing ive ever experienced. He takes another step and gets really nervous. Looking at everything really hard, i swear he looked right at us, then he takes a step back up the road so I know its now or never.
My buddy said take him so i let off a shot and missed cuz I didnt really aim and the turkey is running up the road. My buddy was on his feet really quick and ran to the road. Im just getting to my feet when he lets a shot go and runs up the road at which point I realize there are 2 toms and the second one is flying away. Im chasing after and i see him get to the turkey and hes trying to step on his neck. The turkey keeps dodging, clearly only wounded. Hes trying to fly but (luckily theres enough brush around that he cant really get off the ground)
I arrive at the scene trying to figure out how i can help things. About that time he dives at the turkey but the turkey squirts away and right by me so i tackled the thing, go ahold of the head and a leg and just stayed there til my buddy got there and snapped his neck. Then my buddy just falls over backward breathing very heavily. We both catch our breath for a minute then get up and start looking at the results. Nice turkey. 9.5" beard, 1.25" spurs. Helluva introduction to turkey hunting.
Im nearly 40, have hunted a number of animals, been shot at, nearly killed myself in cars, nothing has ever come close to the excitement of yesterday morning.
Once our heart rates returned to normal we started looking at how everything went down. He made a 50 yard shot, as far as we can tell only 1 bb hit him right in the top of the head.....just enough. We also realized he had been looking at the decoys from a long ways off where we had them set. AND they are brand new and cheap foam, and the tails had curled up on both of them so that could have been what caused him to get nervous.
I. AM. HOOKED!