Wasn't feeling much like sitting and calling over a decoy this morning so did some spot-n-stalk Spring turkey hunting. After 45 minutes of slowly walking through the woods on the edge of a meadow, I spotted a tom, a jake and a hen out in the meadow, about 100 yards away. I kept hidden in the woods, slowly making my way toward the group. They were down in a little hollow in the meadow so as I got closer I lost sight of them. I kept creeping forward to where I thought they should be. They had apparently busted me, as I saw the hen run quickly off into the woods 60 yards in front of me, followed by the jake. I started to go in that direction and was still right on the edge of where the woods met the meadow. Something moving to my left caught my eye and it was the Tom, running left to right, about 40 yards in front of me. He stopped running and paused for a couple seconds, still about 40 - 45 yards in front of me. That was all it took, with a full choke from the Beretta. Gobbler down and a huge adrenaline rush, hunting them this way. Ol' Tom had a 10.5" beard and spurs over an inch.
