Finally got out to chase long beards. One of the best hunts ever, even though I just came back with a coyote tail. Saw the most magnificent tom ever, having a bachelor party and strutting his stuff among about ten outsized toms. About 150 yds off on the neighbor's property, so no dice. First time ever I brought a rifle along in addition to the shotgun, as yesterday I set up on our feeder, where the game cam showed pig, yote, turkey, deer, and bobcat visitors. The yote stopped broadside at under 40 yds, and I popped him with the AR.




This morning I was in place on the Brazos with the moon lingering on the treeline and the eastern horizon slowly yawning and dawning. Had a small hen stroll past me at about ten yards, pausing to take a hard look at me before continuing on. Unfortunately, no toms followed. A great time nonetheless.


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