﻿<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/"><channel><title>Mossy Oak Forum / Hunting / Wild Turkey  / Thunderbirds / Latest Posts</title><generator>InstantForum.NET v4.1.3</generator><description>Mossy Oak Forum</description><link>http://www.mossyoak.com/forum/</link><webMaster>noreply@mossyoakobsession.com</webMaster><lastBuildDate>Wed, 27 Aug 2008 22:30:28 GMT</lastBuildDate><ttl>20</ttl><item><title>RE: Thunderbirds</title><link>http://www.mossyoak.com/forum/Topic34156-18-1.aspx</link><description>Welcome to the forums and congrats on the bird!  That was a great story!</description><pubDate>Tue, 06 May 2008 20:53:43 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>TrailCamMan</dc:creator></item><item><title>RE: Thunderbirds</title><link>http://www.mossyoak.com/forum/Topic34156-18-1.aspx</link><description>Congrats on the bird! Thanks for sharing your&lt;br&gt;story and welcome to the forums!</description><pubDate>Tue, 06 May 2008 16:59:46 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>crump</dc:creator></item><item><title>Thunderbirds</title><link>http://www.mossyoak.com/forum/Topic34156-18-1.aspx</link><description>This weekend I took both sons out and let one of them use my Benelli.  I decided to take a new Beretta that I had won at the DU banquet a couple of years ago as a back up gun.  No shots were fired.  The birds just wouldn’t cooperate.   Hopefully, they’ll get their chance next weekend.  This morning it was my turn.  I headed to a different place that can be a little more challenging.  I try to save my favorite spots for the kids.  I took the Beretta since it was in the truck and had my sling on it.  It was overcast, muggy, and very still out.  Just as I got out of the truck, a big bolt of lightning ran across the sky.  I almost turned around and headed home.  Fortunately, I had left my blind up after hunting there last week and headed for it.  I was early, so after I put the decoys out, I had a long wait before it started to get light.  I closed my eyes and listened to the nearby Whippoorwill and distant thunder.  The first gobbles I heard seemed far off.  As more birds woke up, I could tell that there were at least 2 or 3 on the property and south of me.  I could not tell where they were, but I knew they were not close.  I tried some soft yelps with the slate, but no response.  I took out the box call, started with some soft yelps, and slowly increased the volume until they would answer my call.  Even though I could get them to gobble, they would have to come a long way to pay me a visit.  The thunder was getting closer and the birds would gobble to each loud report.  As it began to rain lightly, I realized that it probably wasn’t going to happen today.  Each time they gobbled, they were in the same place.  I put my calls down for a moment and looked up to see a red and white headed, black bodied, creature, coming out of the woods.  I grabbed the binoculars, and sure enough, he was dragging a beard.  He came out at 60 yards.  Just then I began to panic.  I had not patterned the new gun and choke tube. I was missing the Benelli.  He walked out, gobbled, and went into strut.  He saw the decoys and cautiously crept closer.  He stopped at 45 yards.  He had drawn the line.  I eased the gun out the shooting window and waited for him to come out of strut.  As he finally stretched his neck, I put the bead on his head, and anxiously pulled the trigger.  He folded, hit the ground, and never moved.  I was using Winchester Extended Range #5's with my Kick's Gobblin Thunder choke tube.  It must be a good combination and pattern.  The Beretta is no longer a virgin.  He looked to be a 2 year old, and probably weighed 19 #'s, with 3/4 to 1 inch spurs, and a 10 inch beard.  As I walked out of the woods, the birds were still gobbling. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><pubDate>Tue, 06 May 2008 16:36:05 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>mohuntdr</dc:creator></item></channel></rss>