My season.....

So far, have not gotten one, but started last year, and got the fever.........this year was amazing.

I have been practicing with mouth calls and of course driving everyone in the house crazy......I practice while driving too........you all know the routine

I have very limited time in the woods, no scouting, no Pro type hunting with fly downs etc.......might get lucky to be out there by 9:30 AM, have to be gone by 1 or 2 PM. Limited time makes it Very Hard to sit for more than 20 minutes or so.

This past season, I would walk into the woods, giving out a few "Pocks", as I Slowly walked.......seemed everytime, I would get busted Not to mention, it always happened very close to the truck.

Last chance, I promised myself, I would just walk into the woods a little and sit, then start calling.........

I parked off the side of Stamp Creek, walked maybe 50 yards into an area I knew well, let out my first "Pock"

Immediately, she(yes she) yelled back at me from maybe 50 yards away, then silence.......I let out a few more pocks and a cut and she started BLASTING me with cuts, so I blasted her back!

What a rush to be sitting, completely camoed up and she was after me

I stopped calling except for a few low volume "Locator" pocks........she was coming and I finally saw her at about 30 yards away.......I stayed silent and she turned away, so I "Locator" called her again and she turned around coming in again........I watched and listened to this Hen Make Cuts, purrs, Kee Kees all kinds of sounds.......it was CRAZY!

I must have watched her for a good 15 to 20 minutes, and I bet she got within 15 yards of me, but she never saw me, even though surely she knew something was up

I did finally hear some Gobbles that were maybe 75 yards away, but I didnt think they would come in with Her between me and Him.......

I stalked in the direction she went and sat again on top of a little ridge for a few minutes..........started calling again and had ANOTHER arguement with her, but she never showed.

I stood up so I could see down low and there were two hens just a shining as they stood in an open canopy and the sun was hitting them hard..........BUSTED, again!

I think this may have been the greatest hunt I have ever had..........I have a little bit of confidence in my calling now and I get the fact that when calling, "Less is More" and you CANNOT do it while stalking, at ANY Pace.

I have the fever and cannot wait until Next Turkey Season

I have never heard anyone call a cluck which is what i believe you are talking about as (pock's) .
Your thread gave me a good laugh for today.It will get easier for ya in time.Good luck to ya next spring.

ridgestalker said:

I have never heard anyone call a cluck which is what i believe you are talking about as (pock's) .
Your thread gave me a good laugh for today.It will get easier for ya in time.Good luck to ya next spring.

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I could never understand why someone called what really is a "Pock" coming out of my mouth, a Cluck.........I cant say cluck or chuck, with a Diaphragm in my mouth

I use my lips and it makes a good quick "Pock" ......kind of like Popping your lips, but pushing the air over the reed at the same time......... I'll go along with the Kee Kee and the purrs; they are about the only descriptions that have been accurate.... or make sense

One thing that was surprising, listening to real Birds, is how high the pitch can be with the kee kees