4/11/16 Virginia. It was the first day my father and I had hunted this past turkey season as he had just got out of the hospital. We always set up on opposite ends of the horseshoe field we turkey hunt and this morning was no different. At 6:15 a turkey started gobbling across the river up the hill where they typically roosted. We had decided to only call a bare minimum number of times this morning so by 6:40 he had gobbled nearly 100 times, and we had called 6. At 6:40 the flock flew down into our field, around 3 jakes, 11 hens and the one nice gobbler in the back. 13 immediately came towards my decoys and joined my 3 decoys in front of me. The gobbler held back around 10 yards behind the decoys, never letting himself stop strutting. Finally he moved in closer to the decoys slightly. I took a 47.5 yard shot when he started to get nervous and he flopped, still a decent distance from my decoys. Upon recovery, it was a 22 pound 7 ounce turkey, with a 10 and 1/4 inch beard, and around 1 1/8 inch spurs.
Jesse Artrip Eastern Virginia Turkey