Efrank09
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It was the 2007 season and me and my dad had hunted hard all season long. Well my dad ended up having back surgery and could not go the last few weeks of the season. So i was on my on for the rest of the time. I hunted almost every day. I would come home from school grab my stuff and head to the woods. I had an encounter with a big gobbler one sunday morning but i could not close the deal. I went back to where i had seen him at it was about two weeks before the season ended and I knew i would just have to sit and wait that afternoon to hopefully see him. Well i got settled in and put out a decoy. I gave some yelps and clucks and it wasnt long before I had a bunch of hens coming to me. They walked off and I didnt see anything for another hour or so. I then saw two birds working their way up the fence line. One was a hen and the other was that big boy I had been looking for. The hen went under the fence across from me and he tried the same but he couldnt get under the wire and their were some cows in the pasture and they were walking towards him. Well he bolted away from them up my way and I clucked and yelped and he came in B-line right for the decoy I clicked the hammer back clucked one time and rolled him! This was my most memorable hunt because prevously I was going on a 5 season rut and I did it all by myself.