Tick, Tick, Tick.....

Seems I'm watching the clock and the calendar way too much these days. I hate this small window of time each spring. My ice fishing is done. I'm chomping at the bit to start trout fishing. I can't wait to get the boat ready for walleye season, and I'm going crazy counting the hours until turkey season. Yes, I'm completely "birdy", waiting for my first morning of hunting. Drives me crazy having to wait! This year, I'll be hunting April 20th, not too far from home. For these few weeks, I change my driving route to work so I can check my fields and see if my birds are mulling around. This morning, like most when the weather is moderate, the birds were out. I watched four GIANT gobblers roaming around, acting tough in front of the hens they're trying to court. They puff out their chests and go into full bloom, strutting back and forth, trying to make a good impression. It's funny, because this morning, those
birds absolutely knew I was there, and didn't care a bit. Seems they know I'm helpless, not able to hunt 'em. I'll bet the morning I walk into that field before sunrise, those birds won't show. They'll have courted and found the right hen, their business will be done and those gobblers will be off to greener pastures. Oh yea, that's the other thing about this time of year. My confidence is always low. For some reason, I thing I'll have zero luck chasing wild turkeys. In three weeks I'll know...
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Tick..tick...BOOM!
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