Outdoor Truths: Aiming Outdoorsmen Toward Christ April 7, 2016
I was unable to scout before opening day but I knew where the turkeys loved to roost. So, I proceeded to set up my decoys with a little bit of faith and a little bit of reason. As daylight approached I tried to wake up a nearby gobbler with a soft yelp. Nothing answered my call until a few minutes later. It was a hen who decided to join my motionless pair of a hen and Jake. Shortly thereafter, I heard a gobble from an unexpected direction. He was quite a distance away so I was unsure as to whether he would make it to me before he was intercepted by another hen. What I didn't realize at the time was that my lone hen was on her way to do just that. They met about two hundred yards away but within eyeshot of me and my decoys. For the next hour this tom would chase the hen and then stop and posture for my decoys, hoping his flexing would entice my fake hen over to his side. His strutting looked like a pose- down at the Arnold Classic. We got the view from the front, back, and sides. Of course nothing worked to his dismay. About an hour later the live hen that had led him away was now leading him right toward my setup. After a few minutes of following her, with intermediate flex sessions, he finally got to about thirty-five yards away. He ultimately landed in pieces on my grill - brushed with butter and lightly salted. gary@outdoortruths.org ~ www.outdoortruths.org
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