Another WV gobbler bites the dust.

 

Pops getting done in southern West Virginia.

Pops getting done in southern West Virginia.

While I’d rather have been hunting, I had to work today guiding a good client of mine on one of my favorite Pennsylvania freestone streams.  I knew my dad was going back after a bird he didn’t connect with yesterday.  I keep my phone on vibrate in my chest pack and around 9 o’clock I felt it go off.  I didn’t have to look at it to know what it was.  My dad hunted hard yesterday but never heard a gobble.  Things were a bit different this morning.  He told me after taking almost an hour and a half to get into a favorable position, he called a big tom to the gun barrel.  Hunting turkeys in the steep hills of southern West Virginia can be a real challenge, but the old man stuck it out and found the right bird. Fifty seasons under his belt and he’s still knocking ’em dead.   Good job Dad!

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