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Join Date: Mar 2006
Location: Mount Weather, Va/ 2H camp
Made it up to pa for the weekend and got some hunting in. On Saturday morning, I hit a couple of my old hotspots in 2D and only heard one bird gobble twice very early. No sign, no tracks, nothing. It was the first time I had hunted these areas in about 5 years. Covered roughly 7 miles...ůvery disappointing.
Fast forward to today and it was a different story. I hunted a spot in 2B that I had not hunted in many years and was covered in birds. I was on the move around 630 when I thought I heard a gobble. As I got closer, I confirmed two gobbles from 2 separate birds. game on. I set up and started calling and they gobbled at everything I threw at them. I could soon tell I was dealing with a group of jakes and then a lone second gobbler . They were about 100 yards apart. Well they proceeded to gobble non stop and I realized they weren't really moving. Meanwhile, a lone hen came from behind me and went right in between the birds. So I moved up about 50 yards and re set up.
By now it's about 730 and all at once I see birds dropping out of the trees in the direction I had been hearing them. Still on the roost! Well 5 birds hit the ground and immediately start strutting and I see all Jake fans except for one full fan. I had them at about 50-55 yards, definitely my maximum range, but they were so tight together and I could not pick out the full fan in the group. Everything was so green and thick I was having a hard time keeping track of them in the woods.
Then the hen starts pulling them away and they start following her further away, so I start calling again aggressively to pull them back. The bird that was alone I had been hearing earlier gobbled again within 40 yards, but I just couldn't see him. All of a sudden he pitches out of the tree and lands 50 yards from me on a gas line. I swing the gun to try and get a beads on him but he starts walking away toward the hen and the other birds. He quickly disappeared and was well out of range. Talk about frustrating.
I had no idea those birds were all still in the trees. They were over a steep hillside and with the foliage I could not tell. very disappointed not to pull the trigger but my gosh it was an exciting hunt, and a great way to end my season. Time to put everting away.
Keep at it boys. It was a good morning.
The sleep of a laborer is sweet, while the rich man tosses and turns, worried about his possessions.