I slipped up the ridge and sat down on a fallen tree awaiting first light. As the darkness turned to a dim gray, birds started chirping and I could hear a faint gobble a few hundred yards away. I eased through the dim woods moving closer to the sound. I put out a single hen decoy sat at the base of a big beech tree and started my best impression of a hen.
He would gobble at every sound I made while he sat perched on his roost, but once he flew down he became quiet. I sat there for the next thirty minutes, sporadically calling, until my backside became numb. I hadn’t heard a gobble the entire time and I was about to give up when I decided to give one more try. I pulled out my high-pitched box call and sounded off several loud yelps.
My heart skipped a beat when a turkey gobbled what sounded like he was behind me. I rolled to my left side attempting to be ready for the bird I heard but could not see. I waited what seemed like several minutes and couldn’t see anything. I gave soft call with my mouth and now the gobble was behind me, the direction I sat facing first.
I turned my head just enough to see the tom walk behind a large clump of trees which gave me opportunity to roll back and get my gun up. He stepped out from behind the trees and my Mossberg 835 blasted dropping him at 40 steps.
Whether his gobble was on the other side of the ridge, or my hearing is going, (says my wife) I couldn’t pinpoint the direction. I wasn’t prepared because I was uncertain of the gobble and my hunt could have turned out without my bird.
A Word From Scripture
1 Corinthians 14:8 (NKJV)
8 For if the trumpet makes an uncertain sound, who will prepare himself for battle?
When God speaks, and He does, we need to listen carefully and be certain what He is saying. How will we be prepared when He calls us to serve?