Worst Turkey Hunter Ever? Part 3
Am I really bad luck? Well, I’m 0 for 3 so far with one of the best turkey hunters in the south east so I’m thinking I just might be. Let’s go ahead and fast forward to this years turkey season. Is my buddy really dumb enough to take me for the 4th time? Yep, he sure is. I still don’t understand why he would torture himself this way but, to each his own.
I decide to take a few days off and headed north to meet up with him to go hunting. I arrive Wednesday afternoon to prepare for an early start on Thursday. It started out great! The weather was perfect, we helped his neighbor plant some vegetables, drank more than few adult beverages, and had the best fried turkey breast nuggets I’ve ever tasted. I’ll share that recipe soon so make sure to check it out. Nothing was mentioned about my black cloud. You think he forgot about last year?
Is my luck going to change? You tell me. I wake up Thursday morning and my knee is swollen to the size of softball and I can barely move it. Here we go, I knew things going well would not last long. I was determined though. I grabbed my trusty cane and off to the woods I hobbled. By God I’m getting a turkey! The property we were hunting on this time had been scouted and numerous turkey sightings were reported by the landowner so this should be easy, right?
After about 30 minutes of dragging my left leg through the woods, probably scaring everything within a mile radius, we spotted a hen in the lower field. My luck is changing. We make our way down the hill and find a spot to sit and call. Then, we lost track of the hen. After a few more minutes of waiting and calling it happened. There was a turkey 20 yards in front of us! I’m finally going to be on a successful turkey hunt! Nope, it was that hen and no tom in sight.
Hunting is all about patience, so we wait and keep calling to see if we can get some more coming in. Then, there was a loud noise to our right and the hen took off. The craziest looking deer I have ever seen decided it wanted to hunt as well and scared the turkey away. Can anyone tell me what kind of deer this is?
Yep, a bull wandering through the woods. Years of deer hunting and I’ve never had this happen before. It was at this point that my bad luck was confirmed. I knew it! But I was still holding out hope that my buddy didn’t realize that I was a bad luck charm. Nothing was ever mentioned about my black cloud and I headed home with some wild turkey from one of his previous hunts. The next day I get a text message. I open it to see my buddy with someone holding a giant wild turkey they killed that morning with the text “You really must be bad luck”.
That’s it! I’m done turkey hunting! I was so frustrated, I drove straight to the local feed and seed and purchased 4 turkey poults to raise just so I can tell everyone “Yeah, I got a turkey this season”. They don’t need to know that it’s actually a pet!