Story of the Hunt

I had been hunting the area using a Lone Hen call on my grandfather's farm in Talladega, AL for about two weeks with a lot of sign and a good many gobblers. It was March 29 and I had agreed to level off an old roadway then go hunting.Well, I got through with the work and now it was fun time.

I got out my Mossy Oak brand camoflauge 20 gauge and put in three #5 shot turkey loads and headed out. I was going along on the road way I was working on and I took a right into the hayfield and was walking up to a rise. I looked over the top and saw a small black speck so I went down a tree line and into the pasture beside it and crawled to the top of a ridge by a hunting house I used for deer hunting. I noticed by now there were three gobblers below me in the "hayfield" so I crawled up under the gate and with a mixture of wiggling and crawling, I worked my way down 45 yds and got on a brush line about 3 yds thick.

I now saw all three and picked out the one struttin' close to me and who had the biggest beard. I pulled a bead, squeezed the trigger and bamm! I killed a turkey with an 11 in. beard and 1.5 in. spurs. At 13 years old I am certainly proud.