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Spring Turkey Hunt in Wisconsin. The first week I was able to get out and film Joe Eugster, but we had very little luck. Joe was able to get out on his last day to hunt with his son, Jacob, and with a lot of extra effort, Joe filled his tag. I had the second season and was not real happy to see snow back in our forecast. The night before my hunt, I came down with an awful cold and found myself in bed for two days. The weather was horrible so I decided to stay in and get well and wait for a good change in the weather. On the third day, rain still in the forecast, Joe and I decided with only a five day season, I needed to get into the field. We headed out bright and early the next morning and decided to set up close to the remains of last year’s food plot if standing corn. I decided for this hunt to take a shotgun versus my bow since I only had a couple days to get the job done. After hearing many gobbles in the distance and with rain upon us, I decided to make my calls as loud as possible. It was around 7:30 a.m. when we heard a distant gobble. It wasn’t long and we could tell this bird was on its way. As he came around the corner, he was on a steady run to the decoys. When he got to King Strut, he stopped and went into a full strut. Then he pounced on top of King Strut smashing him to the ground. He literally just laid on top of him. I made a few calls with no response. It was like he couldn’t hear me. He had one thing on his mind. It seemed like forever then he made his move after I made a couple bad calls. As he got off the decoy and lifted his head, I squeezed the trigger and wouldn’t you know it, I had a dry fire. With a panic, I recocked my single shot shotgun and pulled the trigger again. With a direct hit in the head, he went down. Because of the way I had repositioned my gun with the tree that was leaning into my back, when the shotgun went off, I could have swore I just busted my shoulder. The bird was going nowhere and so Joe turns the camera on me for my reaction. All I could say was “Oh my God, I think I just busted my shoulder!” I finally got to my feet and ran out to retrieve my bird. You will be able to tell when you see this on film. I am definitely in pain. It turned out to be a great bird with four beards totally 30 inches.

It seems like for the last ten years, I have chosen to hunt turkeys with my bow and have had some real success with the bow. I have found that I also enjoy hunting with the shotgun. The running and gunning makes the sport that much more enjoyable. I think the next time I take out the shotgun, I will leave my single shot 10 gauge at home. It was three days later when you could see the black and blue bruise next to my shoulder. I guess it is a lesson learned on my part. If you shoot a big gun, make sure it is in the right position before you pull the trigger. All in all, it was a great hunt.