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My turkey season started out great this year. I filmed my daughter shoot a big old gobbler, right after flydown. Not much better than spending time, outdoors, with your kids. The second week I filmed John Seid shoot a gobbler that came running in with a couple of his buddies. Two hunts that went just as planned. My season proved to be a little more difficult, windy and rainy. Finally, a nice morning and Mark and I were going to try and get a double. John Seid was filming and things looked like they were coming together.

Two gobblers coming in, but they got nervous at about 40 yards. We decided Mark would take the closer one and I would back him up. Two shots sounded off and the two birds flew away! The next morning found John and I trying again. We started out in a blind that the three of us moved the day before. The Toms were sounding off like crazy to the north, turns out all the hens were to the south! We spotted the flock of hens going to the toms and decided we better move in quick. Ten minutes later we were in the same blind my daughter shot her turkey. A couple calls, no answer, then there he was at 30 yards, coming from the side. He sensed something wasn’t right and was skirting our set up. I wanted to take him with my bow, but he wasn’t getting any closer. I traded the bow for the shotgun and sent the Winchester #5’s downrange and rolled him.