Season has been open for a week(almost); no amount of calling has turned up a tom, although, we have seen quite a few around. Since the first bird goes to my wife, its been just plain frustrating. We changed tactics 3 days ago and went to spot, stalk and ambush. Yesterday I told my wife this is turning into 'get lucky' type of hunting; you know, come around the corner and come face to face with your bird. Well, at 6:15 last night we came around a corner in a field ditch and there, standing in the new barley, is TOM!! Its a couple of minutes before my wife gets ONE of the shots she needs, pow, flop, and her tom is down and dead; a 155 yard shot to the head with her 22-250!! Tom went between 22 and 24 pounds. A real bruiser..
The wife is a real shooter; always was and, probably, will always be.
Its MY turn next; then my bro. in May.
Wish us luck!!!