As a new turkey hunter, the minute I heard a gobble in the distance, my first instinct was to get up and head towards the bird, cutting the distance between us.
The second thing I remember doing often was moving by 7:30 a.m. when I hadn’t heard anything close. In both situations, my youthful inexperience kept me from having the patience needed to be successful. And don’t misunderstand, I still struggle in that area.
