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Turkey hunting isn’t for everyone! I have been both blessed and cursed with the affliction of being a turkey addict. The first time I called in a turkey, I was twenty years old and as green to turkey hunting as you could be. I saw Dick Kirby of Quaker Boy game calls on a hunting video, calling in turkeys using a mouth call. I ran to the store to buy one and started practicing the sounds. I got okay with yelping and clucking, or so I thought. I hadn’t been to school yet. You don’t learn to call until you are in a battle with the real hen turkey, and she cuts you to shreds.
The First Hunt
Here it is, opening day of the New York spring season, and I drive the two-hour drive to the southern tier of western New York. I get out of my car and walk into the woods along a creek bottom I had previously scouted and knew some turkeys used. I stood shivering in the cold dark morning air. The sound of the soft wind and the trickling of the water in the creek below me were the only sounds in the world.
After it started to get a little light in the east, a barred owl let out a long "hooouu" and was answered immediately by a gobble. I almost fell over! It’s what I had been anticipating for almost a year but still couldn’t believe it was real. The turkey was about two hundred yards up the creek and on the other side. I started hustling my way towards him, staying low along the creek. When I got within about one hundred yards, the thorn apple brush opened up into oak and maple hardwoods. I sat under the first big tree.
The Excitement Builds
The turkey gobbled a couple more times as it got lighter out. My heart was pounding so hard I could hardly breathe. I got my Quaker Boy Two Reed Call out and put it in my mouth. It’s a miracle I didn’t swallow the darn thing. My mouth was so dry, all I could get out were three small yelps. I couldn’t breathe enough to call any more. The turkey gobbled to it and kept gobbling all the way to me.
By the time he got in range, I had slid so far down the side of that tree I could hardly aim my Remington 870 12 Gauge loaded with Remington 3” number five shot. We didn’t have extra full chokes yet, so I had the standard full choke. Well, I finally got the gun to hold still enough to take the shot. To my amazement, the turkey went down. Oh wait, he’s flopping and getting away. I jumped up and ran over to him and shot him again. That was the most exciting, scary, exhilarating, heart-pounding thing I’d ever done. I was hooked and ever so grateful to be.
Essential Gear for Turkey Hunting
Here are some essential items that every turkey hunter should consider:
Camo Clothing: Staying hidden is crucial. Check out Real Tree Camo for some excellent options.
Boots: Keeping your feet comfortable and dry is essential. I recommend Rocky Boots for their durability and comfort.
Game Calls: A good call can make all the difference. The Quaker Boy Game Calls are top-notch and highly recommended.
Hunting Vests: A sturdy vest with plenty of pockets helps keep your gear organized. Check out these Hunting Vests to find one that suits your needs.
Embrace the excitement, the challenge, and the passion that comes with turkey hunting. Whether you're a seasoned hunter or a newbie, the thrill of the hunt is something that never fades. Happy hunting!
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