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April 30: Daltyn Kramer

Well it's been six months to the date and almost the exact time since Daltyn harvested his Giant whitetail. Since that day he has had an ever increasing desire to get out and experience everything outdoors here in IA. Now that turkey season has opened he's been hounding me to get out and try for his second gobbler. We started off with an uneventful youth season in early April. It killed him to have to wait until the fourth season to get his second tag. When it finally arrived he wanted to go morning and night each and every day. On April 29th I obtained permission from one of my dairy customers to try a new spot that was small but had probably not been touched this spring. We went in for a morning hunt and had a close call with two gobblers but no shot.

The next afternoon we would try an evening hunt and Daltyn said he wanted to try the same place again. Before the hunt we had to stop in at a local hardware store to pick up a few things for home and Daltyn found a penny on the sidewalk. I told him that it would be his lucky day and that we'd better get after it. We arrived at our spot around 5:00 and drove the ATV to within two hundred yards of where we were to set up. We didn't see any birds on the way in so I called as we snuck closer hoping to get a response. Hearing nothing we worked in and set up the decoys. We also set up a pop-up blind to help conceal the movement of a fidgety nine year old boy. No sooner had we got in, Daltyn peaked out the window to the west and saw a turkey pop up at two hundred yards. He had apparently heard our calling and was sneaking in silently. Here he came on a string as I frantically set up my tripod and camera and got ready for the inevitable. Daltyn handled himself like an old pro as the gobbler strutted in two less than fifteen yards right to the King Strut decoy. When I told him to go ahead and take him the safety came off and he squeezed of a perfect head shot. His reaction was priceless as he tried to hold his composure. We hadn't been in the blind a total of 10 minutes and the hunt was over. It must have been the lucky penny. Now it's my turn to pick the gun up and try for my second gobbler of the spring.