On small properties, being patient is often best. If you bump a bird trying to run and gun, you may never see him again. (Photo courtesy of Mossy Oak)
It was a classic turkey standoff. Dad and I had struck the gobblers late in the morning—a pair of toms that climbed all over my calls. Our original setup felt like a long shot. More than 300 yards of real estate separated us from the gobbling pair and, while we plunked our butts down immediately, I knew we were asking them to come a long way to investigate the hen they’d heard. Fortunately, I was able to spot the birds with my binocular and realized, after a few volleys back and forth, that this exchange could be at the stalemate stage.
On one hand, we could dig in our proverbial heels and get just as stubborn as the turkeys. In fact, I’ve had that work more times...