![]() He would have conversations with me, but it wasn’t enough. I hunted him hard, multiple weeks this season I set out a couple decoys and called. He would pull two to three hens every day from the surrounding ridges to his little hilltop and then vanish out of site. ![]() Every morning he was out there hammering away and strutting his stuff. There he was just a few days before season, perfectly situated on the side of a hill 400 yards away. This year was definitely one for the books. Perseverance is key to any hunt especially the almighty Tennessee spring thunder chicken aka ‘Eastern Wild Turkey’.
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