Story of the Hunt

We had watched this bird for a couple of day's in the same spot in the afternoons. We set up on him but he never showed. I told Sean "my friend from Wyoming" that something just delayed him and he probably would show the next morning. Well about roost time four hens came accross the field and right to us. I didn't want them anywhere near where we thought he would be so I got up and spooked them.

The next morning Sean had to head home so I went and set up in the same spot. He never gobbled from the tree but did gobble once on the ground so I called to him one time and in less than a minute he came on a dead run to within 12 yards of my set-up. I shot and he started stumbling off so I had to shoot again. I didn't think much of it but the next day I had to shoot another one three times. My gun had been knocked off during the flight. It was shooting low and left. Lesson learned!

Anyway that was my first ever Merriam.