After a sweltering hot week and a couple days of rain, there was finally a slight break in the weather today. Having expected this to happen, I brought my hunting gear to work and at 3:30 punched the clock, changed into my camos and headed for the woods.
The hunt began slow, though I saw a few rabbits. No sign of squirrels. I know I can't hunt them, but it's nice to know that they are there for the upcoming season. As I pushed through the field, I came across a group of tiny birds that were wandering around. They were little tiny turkeys, and as I got closer, some began pealing off into the higher grass. Some didn't appear to be as healthy, and they didn't budge. I was thinking about taking some pictures to show my wife but my camera was in my backpack and I didn't feel like taking it off. I continued pass them, when guess who comes out and stands in my path? Big Mamma Turkey! I immediately stopped and began walking backward. I passed the chicks and the protective mother decided that I needed to be chased off. I quickened my pace, but so did the bird. All of a sudden it broke into a run, flapping its wings. Realizing that it was simply protecting its young, I yelled at it to stop but it kept coming. Finally when it was just a few steps in front of me I cocked my 17 and fired a shot in its direction (not at it). Immediately the turkey went 'exit, stage left!' and did and airborne 180 with feathers coming off in all directions. It flew high into a tree and was gone.
"I yelled at it to stop but it kept coming. Finally when it was just a few steps in front of me I cocked my 17 and fired a shot in its direction..."
I soon met up with a guy who was taking his lab for a walk. It was obvious that the dog wasn't real happy to see me so I stretched out my hand for her to smell. The owner told me that his dog couldn't see my face so she didn't know what to make of me. I lifted the netting, stretched out my hand and the dog calmed down. One animal attack is enough for any day.
I left the chuck right where it was and I'll check back Saturday to see there is any evidence that a coyote or a hawk picked it up. I'm sure it won't be there by morning. That's 2 chucks down and Saturday I'm going back for that running tree stump.
GUN: Henry 17HMR Golden Boy AMMO: CCI TNT 17HMR