Hoobilly WaffleHouse Tour 2013
Posted: April 17th, 2013, 10:35 pm
Took 2 nephews with me to KY for the opener.
Left here Thursday mid morning and headed south a flying!
Stopped in Dry Ridge Ky to eat at WaffleHouse, buy tags at Walmart and grab a hot latte from Java Joe's.
Made it to Magoffin County and headed to my friend Crow's house to get settled in.
Rode 4Wheelers all over the mountains for 3 hours, found a nice deer shed on my dads property. BONUS!
my good friend TJ adjusted the trigger on my Remington .222 and then we took our guns to his shooting range and sighted it in, and made sure the turkey guns were ready. he is very impressed with the Federal HW 7's and the patterns the Indian Creek 562's threw.
TJ took my nephew Mitchell, I took Jacob. two 14 year old knuckleheads. lol
6:30am heard the first gobble. walked about 200 yards and I knew this gobbler was liking the sound of the call. Set my nephew in front of me and he watched this strutter at 25 yards strut and poke his head up looking for the hen. He never shot it, and before I realized it(slight breeze and my hearing sucks), he was looking at me and starting running down past me. I tried to get the gun up and on him. he flew off. I was puzzled why he didnt shoot..
He said he seen him coming,and it was coming to him, but when I called it changed direction and came to me. I was 20 yards behind him.
so...slow walking and talking with the mouth calls, we went a 1/2 mile to the west on the ridges and got to where 3 ridges intersect. Wind dropped for a second and I called and heard a faint gobble. yelped and caught the tail end of a gobble. this is a miracle to me. I told my nephew and he thought I was hearing things. Walked 300 yards, kicked up a deer just over the ridge on the first flat, I showed my nephew Kob and told he we gotta keep moving. Thankfully the whitetail did not blow on us. Would not have turned out the way it did..
went 75+ yards and theres a deep saddle on the ridge, I whispered to Kob to walk up in front of me and listen. He walked all the way and could look down the saddle, I tried my best to stop him. he didnt hear me and I went ahead and yelped with cuts. GOBBBBBBBBBLE and close!
He about fell down, wheeled around and with eyes big as saucers pointed and ran to me. I pointed to a tree and he went to it, I ran 10 yards and got sit down and gun up and Kob came to me saying he couldnt sit there, I pointed behind me, had no more time. I looked and before Kob could sit down I see whitehead coming from side of mountain onto the flat, with 2 others in tow. FF sight on, safety off, gun up and I see ol whitehead looking at us. Snood comes up and I hear what could have been a cluck. Without hesitating, squeezed the trigger on the SPST 20 and the HW7's were on course. I jumped up, looked at Kob, he had set down in plain sight, no tree to cover his silhouette. Thats why the gig was up and he clucked. I had him get in front of me to try and get a shot on one of the other 2, well when he looked, gun wasnt on shoulder and when he tried, they flew the coup.
Left here Thursday mid morning and headed south a flying!
Stopped in Dry Ridge Ky to eat at WaffleHouse, buy tags at Walmart and grab a hot latte from Java Joe's.
Made it to Magoffin County and headed to my friend Crow's house to get settled in.
Rode 4Wheelers all over the mountains for 3 hours, found a nice deer shed on my dads property. BONUS!
my good friend TJ adjusted the trigger on my Remington .222 and then we took our guns to his shooting range and sighted it in, and made sure the turkey guns were ready. he is very impressed with the Federal HW 7's and the patterns the Indian Creek 562's threw.
TJ took my nephew Mitchell, I took Jacob. two 14 year old knuckleheads. lol
6:30am heard the first gobble. walked about 200 yards and I knew this gobbler was liking the sound of the call. Set my nephew in front of me and he watched this strutter at 25 yards strut and poke his head up looking for the hen. He never shot it, and before I realized it(slight breeze and my hearing sucks), he was looking at me and starting running down past me. I tried to get the gun up and on him. he flew off. I was puzzled why he didnt shoot..
He said he seen him coming,and it was coming to him, but when I called it changed direction and came to me. I was 20 yards behind him.
so...slow walking and talking with the mouth calls, we went a 1/2 mile to the west on the ridges and got to where 3 ridges intersect. Wind dropped for a second and I called and heard a faint gobble. yelped and caught the tail end of a gobble. this is a miracle to me. I told my nephew and he thought I was hearing things. Walked 300 yards, kicked up a deer just over the ridge on the first flat, I showed my nephew Kob and told he we gotta keep moving. Thankfully the whitetail did not blow on us. Would not have turned out the way it did..
went 75+ yards and theres a deep saddle on the ridge, I whispered to Kob to walk up in front of me and listen. He walked all the way and could look down the saddle, I tried my best to stop him. he didnt hear me and I went ahead and yelped with cuts. GOBBBBBBBBBLE and close!
He about fell down, wheeled around and with eyes big as saucers pointed and ran to me. I pointed to a tree and he went to it, I ran 10 yards and got sit down and gun up and Kob came to me saying he couldnt sit there, I pointed behind me, had no more time. I looked and before Kob could sit down I see whitehead coming from side of mountain onto the flat, with 2 others in tow. FF sight on, safety off, gun up and I see ol whitehead looking at us. Snood comes up and I hear what could have been a cluck. Without hesitating, squeezed the trigger on the SPST 20 and the HW7's were on course. I jumped up, looked at Kob, he had set down in plain sight, no tree to cover his silhouette. Thats why the gig was up and he clucked. I had him get in front of me to try and get a shot on one of the other 2, well when he looked, gun wasnt on shoulder and when he tried, they flew the coup.