Best excuses!!


12 pointer
Jan 19, 2008
In the nightmares of turkeys
Well, since we've talked about everything else here, how about the best excuses you have used for your lack of success turkey hunting. Who here will be the first to use "Well, if the KDFWR had left the opener alone, I would have killed on opening day."?:cool:


6 pointer
Mar 21, 2009
well, this ain't on subject, but when I was in about the 7th grade, my dad let me skip school to hunt one day. He then wrote me a parent's note saying that I was sick with turkeyfever. I guess that's where I got the name. Thanks Pop!

my favorite excuses are henned up and call shy.
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12 pointer
Feb 5, 2004
benton, ky, USA.
Perfect morning,no wind at all,strutter coming down a logging road,can see my little hen and she looks good,suddenly half of a tree falls for no reason scaring he and I both to death,game over for the day.


8 pointer
Oct 17, 2004
You call a bird in, he hangs up just out of range, you can’t see him but you know where he is because he gobbles every time you call. You have a window to make a move and you don’t, you decide to stick it out and be patient. It gets quiet and you know he is either about to show up or he is giving you the cold shoulder. Then you hear the bird gobble 30 minutes later where you thought about going when you had the opportunity to move! I’m pumped! I can’t wait to get out there!


BBBC Members
Sep 9, 2004
Frankfort, KY, USA.
First ever turkey hunt. Me and my father in law were hunting on about 20 acres in Carter co. We were working a bird and we were all excited about calling our first bird. After about 30 min of him slowly closing the distance we heard a shot about 100 yards away then some guy starts hooping and hollering! You talk about a downer!
After that we stand up to talk about the situation and figure out what we are going to do now. When we look accross the field behind us and here come 5 jakes at a dead run. We set down and they are on us. We ended up doubling on two jakes. It was a crazy morning for our first hunt. But we were hooked!!!!


12 pointer
Dec 10, 2001
Northern Ky
1- Umm how about a perfect morning, birds gobbling hard a bird gobbles just over the rise knowing the bird was gonna show at any moment only to hear sheer silence when all of a sudden 2 camo clad trespassers appear at 150 yards at the other end of the field low crawling trying to find the source of the calls watchn them do such for like 75 yards until we YELLED and went and had a little talk with them

2 -havin a mossy oak videoagrapher and a grand national callin champ at your side birds approaching from 2 directions only to look over and see the camera start to sway heavily and the camera man start to eat grass by the hands full.....
diabetic sugar attack or something like that afterwards he had no memory of anything that happened sure was a intense panic as myself had never seen such BUT ended up good and even took a bird later that day
Locate a bird before daybreak get set up in plenty of time, call to check bird, he is still in the tree. Set quite for a few minutes scratch in the leaves he gobbles and flies down and starts gobbling and coming down the ridge right to you. He is 50 yards just out of sight in a low spot still gobbling and coming in. Then silence, nothing, a few seconds later he gobbles going in the other directions 100 or more yards away. I hear leaves crunching behind me. Guess what another hunter trying to sneak in has scared the gobbler.


12 pointer
Jan 19, 2008
In the nightmares of turkeys
Good Stuff!

There are some good ones here guys. Keep 'em going. I thought I was the only one that had a tree fall on an approaching gobbler.:D What about slippin' in close to a roosted bird before daylight, and I mean close. You slip a shell in the ol' auto, and ease the slide forward. Trying to be as quiet as you can. The gobbler has read the script. Gobbles 25+ times on the limb, flapps two or three times and sails out and lands within 30yds. You were too close to put out the decoy, and that gobbler is starin' a hole through the tree where those sweet tree yelps were coming from. You need to move slightly to the left to line up the shot. He's nervous, but no big deal. You move, his head is up, he's turning to leave, he tucks those wings, and you know it's now or never. You squeeze the trigger,"CLICK", the action wasn't closed up on the shell. You can't believe it, the bird is now at a sprint, your mind is racing, "What the hay" you shuck the action, the bird is gone, and the "only" shell in the gun is on the ground.:eek:

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