Post by arrowhawk on Apr 24, 2012 6:31:16 GMT -5
The morning started off great. I set up in a rea I know the Birds hang out and day light hit 3 Birds were Gobbling close by. After awhile they stopped as they were on the ground. I worked the calls for a bit and seen Birds moving in but with the winds they were spooky. I was able to count 8 Birds and as 7 of them past by I seen they were all Jakes but the 8th Bird cut away from me and I couldnt see it. I worked the calls with soft purrs and the first 7 turned and came right in to by set-up. Number 8 showed up to my left and it was a nice Tom. He stopped giving me a 17 yard shot with the Crossbow. The hit sounded hard and knocked him right over, I though he was done. After watching him flop for a second he got up and bolted out of there with the other 7 right behind him. I waited a few and went over and found my Bolt covered in feathers and a small amount of blood. I looked for over an hour in the direction he went and nothing, no blood, no sign, no bird.
