A Young Hunter’s First Turkey

I took my 11-year-old son, Caleb, on his first turkey hunt. Caleb’s first gobbler was only 70 yards away and coming-in at a steady pace. “Safety off,” I whispered. The only response was the sound of the “click.” I coached a little more. “Just let him come. Stay calm. Let him come all the way to the decoys.” I could hardly maintain a whisper because I was so excited.
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