I have a strip of private that the turkeys roost in surrounded by public land. Normally if nobody shoots on the private they'll continue to roost there all season. So I don't shoot the bottom near the roost ever so the birds are always there. I only take one bird and I'm good to go for the season.
So open morning starts out great Tom's and Jake's and hens all talking in the roost. Fly down they're running their normal routine. I start throwing some calls out and here comes a Jake closer and closer and closer. I finally see his blue head and it's about 7:00ish. Then he all of a sudden ducks back. WTF? 120yds away.
He goes into the bottom, oh well but there's a tom to my far left up another meadow, he's going up the hill to meet up with some hens before they nest in the thick stuff. He's still talking and moving all around, then I hear a putt coming behind us way up the road where the hens come from. WTF?
So open morning starts out great Tom's and Jake's and hens all talking in the roost. Fly down they're running their normal routine. I start throwing some calls out and here comes a Jake closer and closer and closer. I finally see his blue head and it's about 7:00ish. Then he all of a sudden ducks back. WTF? 120yds away.
He goes into the bottom, oh well but there's a tom to my far left up another meadow, he's going up the hill to meet up with some hens before they nest in the thick stuff. He's still talking and moving all around, then I hear a putt coming behind us way up the road where the hens come from. WTF?