Redemption
After agonizing over missing that nice longbeard on Saturday, as well as nursing a bruised shoulder, I redeemed myself Sunday morning. Brent Stoner and myself hit the woods again early on Sunday. At 8:09, a lone gobbler came strolling into the field. Brent could tell I was getting excited. My heart was about to beat out of my chest and I had to control my breathing. Brent said he thought I was about to hyperventilate. Although I looked like a nervous wreck, I was very much under control. One shot was all it took this time. (No Bruises either). We decided to sit tight for about 30 minutes, hoping another bird would come in for Brent. However, the anticipation got the best of Brent. After 5 minutes, we had to go see how good of a bird he really was. He was a limbhanger: 11 inch beard, 1 1/4 inch spurs, est. 23-25 pounds. This was my first fall bird ever. I would like to thank Brent for taking me with him to his honey hole. Those were two outstanding days of hunting and I look forward to many more hunts with Brent.
After this weekend, Brent and I are stoked about Derby City’s line of Turkey Calls. We are anxiously awaiting the Spring season to see how well our calls will perform. If this fall is any indication, Derby City will be the demise of many lovesick gobblers this Spring.
