L. David Keith
Location of hunt:
Federal Premium Mag-Shok Lead 12-ga 3-1/2-inch #5
Morning light broke with the sound of three toms ripping off repeated gobbles from their roost. They were in a contest with a Barred Owl as to who could make the most noise. This lasted for some time before the tom's finally came down off their roost. After a couple of hours, we couldn't locate a single bird.
After lunch, I returned to the blind while my hunting partner hide to watch our blindside. Within minutes I was fighting to stay awake. Somewhere around 4:30 pm, my friend woke me up from a deep nap. I had been snoring for 45 minutes and birds were coming.
Sure enough, six hens and two big toms emerged from the woods. Slowly I moved my shotgun to my left shoulder (I'm right handed) in order to get a shot. One of the toms stared right through me...I knew any second he was going to spook and take the other birds with him. But luck was with me. He hit the ground stone dead, not a kick or flap of his wings.
Although the range was only 20 yards, I was impressed with just how dead this turkey was, and the power from the 2 oz load was evident in the recoil.
My tom weighed 22.8 pounds with a double beard.