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Thanks Grampy for the kind words. It was very emotional for me sitting by that tree Sunday. It was just like having Adam sitting by me almost 20 yrs ago. Kayden's " little” brother can't wait until this fall when he can hunt. Maybe I can get him his first bird while sitting under that same tree.

I had one guy a few weeks ago call looking for Leon. It wasn't a telemarketer, but some dude looking for Leon. After telling him on 3-4 occasions that there was no one here by that name, I finally had enough and told him Leon died the other day. Never called back.

Remington 1187 NWTF. MAD x-full turkey choke. HIVIZ front and rear sight. Love this gun. It's caused the demise of many turkeys over the yrs.

This Kayden's story. Me, my little brother and my Uncle Hoppy started scouting about a week before opening day. Uncle Hoppy showed us the tree him and my Dad sat under when he called in my Dad's first turkey. I wish my Dad was able to take me out for my first hunt, but he died a couple years ago. I though it would be cool to sit under the same tree as my Dad did for my first turkey. Uncle Hoppy said if we can roost birds near that tree on Friday evening, we will sit there Saturday morning. We saw two toms and a couple hens Thursday afternoon not very far from that tree. That night they roosted about 100 yards from that tree. We were hoping they would roost in the same spot Friday night. But we didn't see or hear them when we scouted for them Friday. So we decided to go somewhere else Saturday morning. Saturday morning me and my brother were so excited. We got to the spot we were going to hunt about 4:45am I couldn't believe I was up so early. It didn't take long before the turkeys started gobbling on roost. There were a bunch off to our left and one way off to our right. We could see some toms to our left fly down. Uncle Hoppy was calling and they were gobbling back but the hens went into another field and the toms followed the hens. The tom off to our right was getting closer. Uncle Hoppy had me move so I was facing the right way. I couldn't believe how loud the gobbles were as he got closer. He was just over the hill when we could hear a hen calling from the same area. His gobbles got farther and farther away as he followed the hen. We checked a few other places but didn't hear anything. I was frustrated but Uncle Hoppy explained we have to be patient and hunt hard and keep focused, and we will try again tomorrow morning. On our way out we drove by the area where my dad's tree is. We were excited to see two toms in strut and a couple hens not far from my Dad's tree. It was almost 11:30am so we were almost out of time for the day. So we were hoping the birds would be roosting nearby that night, and they did. YES! We got under my Dad's tree very early Sunday morning as the toms were roosted about 80 yards away. We saw them on roost strutting and gobbling. Uncle Hoppy used tree yelps to get them excited. They were gobbling their heads off. When they flew down we couldn't see them because they were on the other side of the knoll. I was breathing hard so Uncle Hoppy helped me calm down. I really started shaking when I finally saw him. He was strutting and drumming and gobbling. Uncle Hoppy kept telling me to wait because the tom was still too far out. He finally came in to about 30 yards and Uncle Hoppy told me to shoot....so I did. At the shot, he dropped, but quickly got up and flew down the field. We could see him fall out of the air into the lower field. We walked down and the tom needed a finishing shot. I had gotten my first bird sitting under the same tree as my Dad did many years ago and I used the same shotgun as my Dad used for his first bird.

I mess up some how, and couldn't figure out how to delete the entire post.

I know it's hard to tell with the hoodie on, but she's a he. Lol. It was 30* and he was cold.. well that's why he said he was shivering.

That's fantastic. Congrats Addison...

Got the stats... 24#, 9" beard, 1 1/8 spur.

His first bird. What a rush. I filmed the whole thing. We roosted 3 nice Tom's and a slew of hens yesterday evening. We got set up very early as these birds were on the field edge and we wanted to set up under the same tree his dad and I sat back in 2001 for his first bird. Kayden used the same 12 g his dad used. We could see two Tom's from were we were about 80 yds out. The birds gobbled often on roost, and there were a few double and triple gobbles too. They hit the ground just out of site and continued to gobble. A little cutting and cackling had one coming in on a string. At 35 yrds I told him to shoot little did I know there was several strands of old fencing only 3' in front of his barrel. At the shot, the Tom dropped, bit quickly took to flight. We watched it for about 300 yards and he dropped in the middle of a field. He lucky got caught up in a fence, and was still alive enough when we got to him that he needed a follow up shot. Best thing is he dropped within 75 yrds of the truck.

Figured we had one in the pot.. but this Tom didn't read the rule book. Had 3 hen with him. I started copying the one hen and in minutes had her pissed off. She came in looking for a fight. Strutted next to the hen deek, ( Only 2nd time I've ever seen this in 30+ yrs of turkey hunting), and brushed up against it knocking it over. She hung around for 10 min, but the Tom never followed. We'll give em hell tomorrow morning. Congrats to all the successful hunters and their mentors.

That's fantastic. Her smile is ear to ear. I bet Dads breathing was a little ragged when he was coming in. I know I get more excited and nervous when im sitting next to a youngster and the critter is in the zone. Lol

Had a crap load gobbling this morning. 6-8 to our left, and two off too our right. Prob 15 hens. Everyone went the other way Around 7:30 had a hen walk by. Circled around and we're sitting at the edge of a field watching a few hens. The boys are tight lipped, and know where to be found.

Looking forward to seeing the pic's and reading the stories. Good luck

When I took my nephew together his the other day, they asked to see my driver's license. Said they needed it/someone's license to be able to issue the youth license.

I looked at a couple vests at Dicks the other day. Couldn't believe the price. $120. I'll stick with my cargo pants. And small fanny pack.

I hunt in northern Columbia County. The ticks are thick up here. Last fall, I was in a rush to get on stand for the first time this season , and didn't spray anything down. I walked 200 yrds thru 8" field grass. I sat up in my ladder stand and picked 54 ticks from the outside of my camo. I'm sure there were many more I didn't see. I sprayed the boys camo and mine yesterday. I'll use deep woods off on hands, ankles, neck ect tomorrow morning. We've got 500 yards of field to walk across in the morning. Hopefully I'll have a decent barrier between the little buggers and ourselves.

I woke up to 7 bags of garbage strewn all over the place. Apparently, a bear likes my trash. Like your morning better. Lol

Now that's funny. "Spatching" a bird is taking the spine out so it lays flat on the cooking surface.

Taking my nephews boys out. Only one is old enough to hunt this spring tho. We're going to sit under the same tree his dad and I sat under for his first bird many years ago. There dad passed away 4yrs ago, and kayden is excited to use the same shotgun his dad used. I'm sure Adam will be looking down at his boys, and be proud their continuing the hunting tradition. Good luck to all the youth hunters this weekend. And thanks to all the dad's, uncles, mentors ect, that take these kids out.