I was first struck with the idea that hunting turkeys would be an enjoyable pastime when a newly introduced fellow quietly sat down with our small group in a poorly lit bar.
He pushed photos of himself posing with a long beard and a bottle of celebratory “Wild Turkey” bourbon. The story he told was fascinating as it painted a vivid picture of his scouting trips. The morning opener had brought along a lone gobble from a distant hillside, a fast-paced move to get closer, and then a slower creep to gain a hidden position on the bird.
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