Late season PA bird


Strut10

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Finally, after a horrendously frustrating season I got it to come together this morning..........almost.

This was supposed to be Lil's bird. But the tom and the terrain did not cooperate with that plan. So before the bird walked away, I planted him. Ends up, Lil...............who was sitting 20 feet from me..............couldn't even see the bird and did not know it was there until the 10 gauge roared.

Small bird.

16 lbs.

9 1/4" beard

3/4" spurs

Thought we were going to get another from the same setup. As I was digging out my tag, another bird started gobbling and sort of moving in from the other direction. Got him wound up tight as a banjo string. But he obviously was with hens that had somewhere to go because he gobbled a semi-circle below us then headed straight away. He better be careful Monday morning!!

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Awesome story. Great bird. Nice picture. I like that BPS Browning Shotgun. What load was you using? Thanks for sharing, Mike

That's Geraldine.................my BPS 10.........one of the butt-ugliest shotguns to ever terrorize the turkey woods. Had her shortened years ago from 30" to 23 1/2". She has a XXX-Full Comp-N-Choke tube in the end and throws absolute MONSTER patterns of lead from #2 to #6. Today's bird dropped to a Winchester Supreme HV #5 lead. I underestimated the yardage at 40 yards. It was actually 47-48 yards. Crushed the bird and had zero pellets in the breast meat. She actually shoots #6's better than #5's. But I couldn't find my box of 6's this morning.

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Thanks all !!

Ends up Lil couldn't go out yesterday. So I went to lay the smackdown on the 2nd bird. Just down off the roost he gobbled like mad at whatever I did. But he was going away. I got around him and set up. Got him into range (the very outside of "in range"). But there was this one little sapling............. He was only going to take that one look evidently. Anyways, he circled behind a treetop below him and walked the hillside down to a gaswell clearing (out of range) gobbling at everything I threw at him and everything that the hen behind me did. But he was on a laser-line headed straight to another gobbling bird a couple hundred yards out the ridge. So I jumped up and beat feet around to right above where I knew the two would meet. They met up and gobbled at whatever I tossed their way..............but they worked steadily away from me. The end.

I think they were a couple of them San Francisco sub-species birds. Cant believe that those two were more interested in each other than they were in me AND two other real hens.

Go figger.

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