My 8-year old son's opening evening turkey
It weighed 23#10oz, had 10 1/4" beard and 1 1/8" spurs. He was with a hen, and called them 150 yards across a disked corn field for a 20 yard shot. He's 2 for 2 years now on mature toms. My 11-year old son got his bird on the second morning of his hunt.
He weighed 21#, 8 1/2" beard, and 1 1/8" spurs. After sitting in our blind for a while and not hearing or seeing anything, we decided to drive around the properties we have permission to hunt. Sure enough, 5 toms and a hen were in a chopped corn field, we made a sneaky move, and ambushed them. My boy made a perfect head shot under pressure, and his season was over. Finally, my buddy's turkey.
We didn't weigh it, but I figured about 20#, had a 8" beard, but no spurs at all. Not even nubs, though I'm sure he was at least 2 years old. On the first morning of his hunt, we sat in a blind for 2 hours where my oldest boy had got his turkey. It was windy and cold, and we saw and heard nothing. So we drove around, found 2 toms, a jake, and a hen in a field up against some pines. We drove around the section, snuck across the hayfield, popped through the pines and my buddy finished his season with a 15 yard shot. I don't bother to get a tag, just enjoy helping people get their birds. This season was special, because of a terrible injury I suffered in December, and I was still able to help 3 people get mature toms, all while I was on crutches.
