I had one of your oh crap mornings. This is our last weekend and we are hunting a place that requires a 10.6 mile boat trip. There is very little room for mor than 3 hunters and we figured nobody would be there but us because of the thunderstorm, hail, and tornado warnings. We couldn't believe it when a boat went flying past us when we only had about 5 minutes more of travel.
It turned out he went where we were going but was going way north of us.
Well now my aww you know what moment. I had a bird come in on me real fast and only had a second to see the red head. he had been gobblin' a long way off and working his way through a swamp. Actually there were two birds. Well, I slamed the bird with my 3 1/2 Mag @ twenty yards. And then he gets up

, I hit him again while he is running sideways. Then he flys in a big circle and crashes about thirty yards from me.
I started to get up and get him when the head pops up

He jumps up and takes off running across a field towards my buddies. I shoot again and knock him down and then miss twice while he's zig-zaging. I took off after him and my buddies are laughing their you know what off. Finally he stopped and I wacked the crap out of him swinging my 835 like a baseball bat. It turns out that when I grabbed him there was a BIG Tom 10 yards in front of me going, what the %^&#. My buddies are wondering why I'm hitting the Jake with my gun and not the big Gobbler.
I never saw the big one

I'm taking extra shells in the morning.
