Day 1 April 17
With my Minnesota tag filled the week prior, I was feeling confident going into opening day of the 1st Iowa turkey season. I always enjoy coming back to Iowa to hunt turkeys. Having the opportunity to hunt the same spots I grew up hunting is always special and this year was no different, anticipation was high.
I set up my blind at the corner of a small wood lot and a large picked bean field. Again, I did not have much time to scout prior to the season but this is a consistent roosting area for the birds. The turkey sign was tremendous when I was looking for shed antlers earlier the spring, and a neighboring farmer reported seeing numerous toms two weeks before the season.
The sun had just started to rise over the horizon when 3 toms sounded off by gobbling 100 yards to my north. As the sun slowly crept higher I heard another gobble to the east echoed by another to my southwest. I had gobbling in 3 different locations and I was set up in the middle. I started some light calling and the birds immediately responded. Just before official sunrise, the toms to my north flew down and headed slowly in my direction. Before they could close the gap, a group of 8 hens pitched down from nearby trees and pulled the toms away from my location and over a slight rise in the bean field. For the next 2 hours I watched an waited for the toms to leave the hens. This never happened.
The hens and toms made there way to a neighboring thick creek bottom. From my location I could see where the birds were at and due to a slight change in elevation I thought I might be able to put a stalk on the birds using the terrain and vegetation as cover. For the next 2 hours I slowly crawled on my hands and knees trying to cut the distance between the toms and myself. I ultimately got within 40 yards but could not get a clear shot through the thick brush I had been using for cover.
It was now 2 pm and the action had slowed. I left to check out another farm. Immediately after I set up my Avian-X feeder decoy and started calling, I had 2 toms respond to my call. I could tell by their gobbling that they were committed and coming in fast. The birds were coming from over my right shoulder so I quickly tried to re-adjust my body positioning. What happened next was a clean miss. I misjudged the distance and rushed a shot. I was not feeling as confident anymore. Exhausted and dejected I headed home. I drove past the farm where I started the day and noticed 2 toms heading back into the thick creek bottom to roost for the night.
Day 2 April 18
19.4 lb. 10" beard 1" spurs |
-KK