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As Daltyn and I were doing cutaways for his hunt I got a call from buddy Bill. He had been seeing a pair of gobblers using the same hilltop day after day and asked if I wanted to give it a try for a morning hunt. Since he hadn't made it to town to pick up his fourth season tag he said I could hunt first. I'm always game to carry the weapon so I agreed and the stage was set.

I arrived at Bill's at 5:00 AM. Bill told me the birds have been roosting 200-300 yards away and working in to his field around 7:00 so we need not be set up too much before light. By the time we got to where we would set up we already had camera light and could hear three birds gobbling in the neighbors timber. Soon after fly down we had three different hens come past our set up. The toms had shut up, but in seeing the hens we felt confident that the gobblers would soon follow. We weren't prepared for how quickly things would happen. Two of the gobblers decided to walk the very fence line we were sitting in and popped up at 10 feet to my right . I got Bill's attention and he started recording as the birds saw something they didn't like and began to spook. Apparently they were unsure of what we were and the stutter stopped to take one last look. Bill said "I'm on him" and I took the shot. The action was fast and furious and we had little pre-roll of the birds coming in. It wasn't storybook the way we like them but effective and exciting none the less.

This bird puts an end to my season but with two weeks left, I'll be back out trying to help Bill, my daughter Darby and maybe even my wife get gobblers of their own.