posted by Jim on May 27
One of the greatest joys I have is taking my daughter, Moriah, to the woods. Moriah has evolved into quite the little huntress and
I again got to spend another memorable afternoon in the Double Bull blind with her. We were working 2 toms that were gobbling at everything we threw at them for over an hour.
Finally they made a move and came into the clover field that we were set up on and went straight to the decoy. With both birds at 25 yards and me waiting to hear the report of the Benelli,
Moriah asks,” which one is bigger?” Mind you that both of these Toms are trophy birds. I tell her the one with his head up and she fires…and misses. Both birds jump up and fly about 80 yards away, land, and go into full strut. Here is where the story gets good. When we headed out that afternoon I loaded up the My Benelli SBE2 with a 2 3/4 inch in the chamber and then 2 3 1/2 inch heavy shot in the magazine, when she missed the first bird a 3 1/2 was now loaded. Well we were waiting for the birds to calm down and try to call them back in and out walks the most majestic looking bird I have ever seen, a smokey grey tom turkey and he was now at 20 yards. Moriah put the bead on his head not knowing that she was about to get knocked on her can!! At the sound of the shot I swear her feet hit the top of the blind. It didn’t matter to Moriah, her bird was down. An unusual bird it was, odd colored 8 inch beard and no spurs. It only weighed 16 pounds. We are going to do a full mount to preserve the memorable afternoon afield spent between father and daughter.



