Turkey!!!No this isn't a post about Ava's first easter, sorry. Also if you aren't a fan of hunting then you might not want to look at this post.
These past few weeks my Dad and I have been going out turkey hunting. The first couple days out we didn't get any shots off and didn't see a whole lot. Last week we finally got our first shots. Long story short we only recovered one, the one my dad shot, after chasing it down. Mine flew off with my arrow in it and then we found it laying by some berry bushes. When we got close to it, it jumped up and dug himself into the berry bushes where we could not get to him. I was a little upset mine got away.
Well yesterday morning we went out again and right after we set up our blind and made the first call they were right next to us. It took them a while to finally come over in front of us and I made a good shot. He ran about 10 yards and laid down. After 10 mins he was dead and we were able to recover my first turkey. This was a lot easier than last week when we were chasing them around after we shot them twice. This was my first turkey and my first kill with my bow. Thank you Dad for the good times.