Henrick Lind
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No luck this morning I think it was too windy and cold
Spring Turkey
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Mark Belknap
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Living between the ocean and the Chesapeake bay, we deal with windy days (20-30mph) throughout the season. I have found that metal topped pots, long boxes and tube calls seem to cut the wind quite well. If a gobbler is looking, he will respond just as well on windy days as calm ones. The biggest drawback is that you won't be able to hear them gobbling or coming in as well. Hang in there
Michael McCord1
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But wind often puts them in predictable locations (Lee side) and covers movement
Henrick Lind
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Planning on going out tomorrow morning and trying to make it happen. It will happen just not sure when. Tomorrow is almost perfect conditions with an under 5mph breeze, clear morning, and 40-50 degrees. Hopefully tomorrow is the day.
Henrick Lind
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Got close again 100yds from the roost, big Tom flew down about 5 minutes after sunrise and walked the other direction. Maybe tomorrow morning
Michael McCord1
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If your schedule allows, ride out the morning lull. 9-11 is probably the best window to call one in.
Henrick Lind
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This weekend might work for me to try that
RM Anderson
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Yup, once the hen leaves the tom to lay her egg he is very vulnerable. Like Michael said, late morning is prime time. Heather and I are back in the Black Hills. Saw several birds today early but very quiet the rest of the day. Raining all night into the morning. Good luck,
RM
Henrick Lind
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Thanks RM, hopefully you also have some luck.
RM Anderson
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Henrick,
Heather and I got to the roost this morning about 5 am and knew right away that they had roosted elsewhere. Another hunter was driving around with his atv and would stop every once in a while to shock call. My wife heard a gobble way up on top of the hill so we hustled out of there and started climbing. We were three quarters of the way up when they flew down so we set up as the cover got pretty sparce. Sure enough, the whole flock stayed on the ridge and crested the hill to the next drainage. So we got up and our plan was to circle around the peak and cut them off on the other side. About halfway to the other side of the hill, we were startled by a gobble about forty yards away. Heather instantly hit the dirt while I crawled to the next tree for a little better visibility. A few soft clicks and purrs brought him within easy range but the vegetation was so thick I couldn't get a clear shot. Finally he stepped into a clearing wide enough for a load of 8.5 TSS. We were mighty happy turkey hunters!
RM
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