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Ontario Wild Turkey season feathers or no feathers

 

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(Jaye’s pal Richard on his first successful turkey hunt)

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(Jaye with the two gobblers they took this week)

 

This week marks the beginning of Ontario’s 2012 Spring wild turkey season – a week that many local hunters have been waiting for with baited breath.

Sure, there might be some turkeys out there without feathers, but do you think they really care what others think of them, or their sport?

How has the gobbler season been treating you since it opened yesterday? I predict better calling weather ahead for the weekend.

Drop me a line!

Outdoorsguy

 

Thanks to sure-shot dave for sending-in this wild turkey ‘success story’:

Turkey season opened last Wednesday. Ryan, Evan and I went out last Sunday morning to set up a ground blind and get things ready. I headed out for opening morning, it was really windy and tough calling conditions. I saw one big tom across the cornfield, but he didn’t pay any attention to my calling. He either didn’t hear me, or I suck at it in his view.

Got out Friday morning, still really windy and I was telling myself I should have just stayed in bed. Not exactly optimum hunting conditions. On my walk in I convinced myself that you can’t kill a turkey from your bed. Who knows what will happen. Set out the decoys and settled in to wait for legal light. Did some calling and didn’t hear any gobbling going on at first light. About 6, I thought I heard a gobble from the wood lot next to me. I did some excited calling, hoping that he would hear me even though he was upwind. A few minutes later I could see a turkey in the cornfield. He was about 100 yards out but slowly heading my way. I called again and he gobbled right away. For the next five minutes he half strutted his way to me. He never went into full strut, just fanned his tail a little and gobbled. He closed the gap to about 30 yards and finally spotted my decoys on the other side of the fence row. As he was making a beeline towards them I raised my gun and clicked off the safety. When he stepped out of the fence row, 1 ¾ oz of no. 6 shot met him there. He didn’t have a chance. 20lbs, 9.5” beard with 1” spurs. My best bird so far.

Saturday I took Evan and Cameron up to the camp to gather the firewood I cut over the winter. We spent a few hours doing that and watching for deer. Evan is always shooting animals when we are out there. He should fit in to the Sure Shot camp well! The winter was fairly easy for the deer, so there should be good numbers again this fall. I put the trail cameras out so soon enough we’ll know what’s out there. I did see a buck with antlers started already on my way home from work last week so I guess they’ve started growing their racks.

 Sincerely,  sureshot – dave

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Wild Gobbler Bragging Board

  Roger

(Roger’s great looking Tom – 20 lbs, 9.75″ beard and 1″ spurs)

With the Province of Ontario’s Wild Turkey Season now in full swing, I invite all you dedicated Gobbler Guru’s out there to share your hunting stories with us.

Be they tales of victory, or be they of defeat I’m not picky, I’ll take either one!

Outdoorsguy 

Roger’s First Gobbler:

Arrived in the field at around 5h30am (little late) but most of the turkeys were still roosting. I set up in a small 1 acre kidney shaped field. Not even time to sit down and the Toms were Gobbling and dropping from the trees, so I began clucking. Call back and forth for about an hour. No sightings yet. All of sudden a Hen appears out of nowhere about 8 yds to my right.  (not supposed to come out there). She walks by and goes to have a closer look to my decoy clucks a few times and she’s on her way. 10mins later I hear one loud Gobble  about 70yds away I look and I swear its a turkey the size of a moose coming in the field Strutting like he owns the place  . He’s so puffed up that his head seems inside his body. He’s coming my way strutting… chirp, chirp gobble gobble….. for the next 15mins. He walks 10 ft my way 5 ft back and so on…. finally I think he’s in range ( little far but he’s nervous I’m nervous and I don’t want to loose my chance for the perfect 15 yds shot. So I let one rip BANG!! He’s down flopping around… so like the shows I run to it, The MOFO gets up flies 10yds and starts running…… Oh no you don’t, I tell my self, BANG BANG…. still going nuts out of shells… Grab my last 2 from my back pack….Where did he go???? Start walking the river bank full of dried up Raspberries…. I hear something little far I get closer he jumps he and he tries to run off… NOT THIS TIME…. BANG BANG the king is down. One tuff guy. count out my steps 46 yds  little further then expected… well he’s dead and in the freezer now  After all that shooting no pellets in the breast neck and back is full.

Jaye Newton’s First Gobbler:

I took monday off, and it was worth it. I got my first turkey. Man, what a rush! It not a big tom, but will be tasty on the table. I think I am one of those PETA people that was mentioned before.

By the time it came to the decoys, I was shaking so bad like a dog passing a peach pit. I hope everyone else made out good on opening day, looks like the weather is going to be crap the rest of the week.

Cheers, Jaye