It poured at 2AM this morning but at 5 AM the skys where clear and we went out to one of the double bull blind (in the narrows). It wasn't until 5:45 that we heard the first gobble that was the bad thing. The good thing is that it was less than 100 yards from us. He didn't gobble much on the roost and we didn't hear him fly down. On the ground he would gobble everytime we would cut at him. At wasn't long and he reached the edge of the field and was 35 yards away. My partner for the weekend is a little impatience and took at shot at he there and missed. The turkey ran alone the field edge and 4 more shots later (from both of us) he laid dead in the clover field. Turns out it was a jake and I would of perfered that we didn't shot him but my buddy gets one weekend a year to hunt and he shots any legal bird.
We sat for a while in the blind and hear a couple of gobbles way to the SSW and decide to go after that bird. We took the Jake
back to the pole barn and headed out to the west of the trailer after the bird we heard. We walked out about 300 yards and started calling. We now heard the bird to our WNW and he didn't sound real close. I train was coming and we used the noise of the train to cover our movement towards the tom. Well the train passed and we were not quite where we wanted to be. But that didn't stop the tom from gobbling less than 100 yards away. We quickly found a tree to sit against and for 90 minutes had a calling contest with the tom. He never really moved from the area he was in and finally got tired or his hens moved on so he did to. We never saw him. We moved back to the double bull blind and finished the day out there (shooting closes at 1 PM in Illinois). Its been rain hard since 3:45 this afternoon so we are going to have a real wet one in the morning.
