Originally Posted by
tom gobble
Today was my opening day. The early morning was real quiet but around 8 I heard a strong gobble. Perfect I said to my self, game on. Nothing like hearing the first gobble since last year. To make a long story short no gobblers showed but I had 3 big jakes doing a circle around me. I waited to see if that gobbler would come but he never did so I decided to take the biggest Jake. I sent a crossbow bolt and it did a complete pass through. The Jake was doing the flop so i sent one more bolt for good measure. As I got up to go get my bird the other two jakes flew off and the bird that I thought was dead got up and walked to the neighbours property. I had to wait until 11 not to bother the neighbours to early and went to ask permission to go search for it. Unfortunately I could not find the bird after hours of searching. I did find one bolt that was full of feathers and blood. This is the bad part about hunting and I know it happens but it’s still a hard pill to swallow. Sorry for the rant but I had to get this off my chest.
