Gosh it has been tough so far this year.
I have not heard a single gobble or seen a turkey except the giant gobbler who had the nerve to run across the road in front of me the day I went to my Granddaughters school to have lunch with her.
I have sat for hours and tried calling and not calling. I have walked and sat and called and watched with no action at all.
This is the first year Georgia has used a Call in Harvest system, before that it was just a telephone survey after the season closed. With 3 1/2 weeks left in the season 8,400 birds had been killed. Last year harvest was 26,000 and the year before 33,000. So it is going to have to get a lot better quick or this may be a record bad year.
I am not giving up and will be out there for two more weeks trying my best to add to our score board.
Keep plugging away. Good luck
I have plugged and plugged but the turkeys, if there are any, won this year.
Yesterday was my last day to hunt before the season ends this weekend. I was sitting back in the swamp well before daylight praying to hear a gobble. It didn't happen.
There was a good bit of scratching around the area so I sat and called softly and then louder for four hours and then moved up to a food plot with some wheat in it hoping a lonesome tom would use the field to look for hens. Never saw anything.
I am thrilled the rest of the 20ga team has done so well. It just wasn't in the cards for me this year.
Brother, we all hit dry spells every once in a while. As long as you tried to play the game, it's a shame that the other team didn't show up. I would say that you won by forfeiture. No joy, but it still counts.
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I know the feeling. I hunted hard in NE Florida and burned a lot of vacation days and only heard 3 gobbles. I got lucky and saw a gobbler about three hundred yards down a road on the last morning. I ran back to the truck and got a decoy, crawled through a ditch and stuck her in the road. Got back in the woods and just clucked once. He would strut a little and lose interest so I would just cluck once and he would strut a little and come a little closer. Took me over an hour to get him in range. He never gobbled either. Everyone I know had a hard year down here.