Do you remember your First Gobbler?

[GobbleNut]

Gobblenut rolled up on him hood style with his homies, guns a blazing!

    Yep, Paul, I hate to admit it, but that pretty much sums up how it all went down...   

[Paulmyr]

Gobblenut rolled up on him hood style with his homies, guns a blazing!

    Yep, Paul, I hate to admit it, but that pretty much sums up how it all went down...   

No worries bro,    we all have things we ain't proud of. At least you seen the light and changed your evil ways!

[WiLL B]

March 24th 1980. Remember it like it was last week. Was in the afternoon after school. The day before I Ran into a neighbor hunting and he told me he heard one gobbling behind my house. It rained that morning so I waited till after school to hunt. I walked back there and sat down and started calling blind. I heard what I thought was my neighbor walking through the leaves until I started catching glimpses of turkey. He marched right to me, went behind a big tree that allowed me to get my gun on him. Stepped out at 32 yards and I shot him with a 20 gauge Rem 1100 2 3/4 inch #6's. Been obsessed every since. I grew up hunting with my Daddy and hunted with him until his death. He was my best hunting Buddy. He was hunting somewhere else solo when I killed my first one. But was just as proud of it as I was. He was an accomplished Turkey Hunter before I was born and started taking me with him before I was big enough to shoot. I took my son and watched him shoot several before he started hunting somewhat on his own. We are still best Hunting Buddies today. He and his wife just had my first Grandson and I am looking forward to taking him hunting in a few years! That turkey fever has caused me, My Daddy and Son to travel to a lot of states to hunt them. And it's been a lifetime of wonderful memories. Looking forward to next season!

[RutnNStrutn]

My first turkey was an Osceola public land jake around 1993. The next year I hunted the same FLA WMA and got my first gobbler.
I was hunting in a hardwood hammock bordering pines, separated by a plowed fire line. A fire engine was responding to a call nearby and I thought I heard a gobbler shock gobbling to the siren.
Once the engine was gone, I yelped and sure enough, a gobbler hammered back close by!!! Being a firefighter, I knew this bird would be mine!!
I called way too much due to my inexperience and love of hearing him gobble back. Fortunately he was fired up and came in anyway.
I spotted him strutting down the fire line and he came into the hammock. He spotted my decoy and came strutting right in. I eased my gun up from behind the palmetto blind, and dropped him at 20 yards.
I jumped up, ran to my bird and was thrilled.
The funniest part was that I was hunting with 2 friends. We had planned to meet up on the fire line about 100 yards from where I was hunting. Unbeknownst to me, my friends hadn't had any luck and had hiked back to the meeting spot early. They were standing there talking when they heard my shot. Fearing that they might have been overhead by the gobbler, and that I might have missed, they took off running for the truck.
Once I packed up my bird, I took my time walking out, smiling from ear to ear. When I got back to the truck, I showed my friends the gobbler and told them my story. Once I was through telling my tale, my buddies busted out laughing. Only then did they tell me what they did.

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[Tom007]

Fantastic stories, unreal how vivid that first memory stays with us all!

[WiLL B]

Y'all keep em coming. If the first one isn't special y'all ought not be on here,