2nd day DUMMY!
03-26-2006, 07:33 PM
#1
Typical Buck
Thread Starter
Join Date: Nov 2003
Location: Georgia
Posts: 882
2nd day DUMMY!
It's day two of the season here in Ga. If y'all read my post yesterday, somebody blew it for me. Well, I've been hunting all my life and I blew it today, I did the dumest thing I have ever done while hunting.
I was determined to try the two birds I got messed up on yesterday. Got to my land at 5:00 a.m., got my equipment together, loaded my gun, and took off. Got to the same area as yesterday, just a little further in from where I set up yesterday. At 6:10 the two started gobbling, one fairly close, close enough I heard him fly down at about 6:30, don't know where the furtherest one went. Did a few soft calls and shut up, he gobbled one more time. About 10 minutes later I saw him crossing from in front of me to my right, about 40 yards out. I soft called and he never even looked in my direction, just like he was on a mission, I called again, he still wouldn't stop or even look at me. Because of palmettos and trees I picked an opening and decided to take him when he got there. This I felt was my only shot and he wasn't stoping.
Folks I'm telling you, this was a good bird. I already had my gun up, tried one more call, nothing, he's still going somewhere. He gets' to the opening, I pull the trigger, nothing, again, nothing and I new I had put one in the barrel at the truck. I pushed the forearm forward (a pump) and it locked. Don't matter he's to for now and it's to thick. Dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dummy. I couldn't believe I hadn't pushed the forearm to lock up the action, dumb, dumb, dumb.
Now I'm not a violate person, or one that hurts himself for pleasure or self inflicted whatever they call it. I seriously thought I needed to punish myself, even thought about smashing my little toe, don't use it for much anyway, and it would make me remember why it's called a pump gun.
That thought didn't last long, because he went out about 300 yds and went to gobbling continuously, had to be his strut zone. I parralled him and tried everything, couldn't close the deal, I'd move, he would move. At 12 noon I was give out and just plain gave up, will try him again tomorrow. I had a thermos of coffee at the truck and when I got to it I believe if it had been a quart of liquor I would have just sat there drank myself into a stupor to forget.
What can I say, I'll post again tomorrow, cause I'm going after him again.
dog1, THE BIG DUMMY!
I was determined to try the two birds I got messed up on yesterday. Got to my land at 5:00 a.m., got my equipment together, loaded my gun, and took off. Got to the same area as yesterday, just a little further in from where I set up yesterday. At 6:10 the two started gobbling, one fairly close, close enough I heard him fly down at about 6:30, don't know where the furtherest one went. Did a few soft calls and shut up, he gobbled one more time. About 10 minutes later I saw him crossing from in front of me to my right, about 40 yards out. I soft called and he never even looked in my direction, just like he was on a mission, I called again, he still wouldn't stop or even look at me. Because of palmettos and trees I picked an opening and decided to take him when he got there. This I felt was my only shot and he wasn't stoping.
Folks I'm telling you, this was a good bird. I already had my gun up, tried one more call, nothing, he's still going somewhere. He gets' to the opening, I pull the trigger, nothing, again, nothing and I new I had put one in the barrel at the truck. I pushed the forearm forward (a pump) and it locked. Don't matter he's to for now and it's to thick. Dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dummy. I couldn't believe I hadn't pushed the forearm to lock up the action, dumb, dumb, dumb.
Now I'm not a violate person, or one that hurts himself for pleasure or self inflicted whatever they call it. I seriously thought I needed to punish myself, even thought about smashing my little toe, don't use it for much anyway, and it would make me remember why it's called a pump gun.
That thought didn't last long, because he went out about 300 yds and went to gobbling continuously, had to be his strut zone. I parralled him and tried everything, couldn't close the deal, I'd move, he would move. At 12 noon I was give out and just plain gave up, will try him again tomorrow. I had a thermos of coffee at the truck and when I got to it I believe if it had been a quart of liquor I would have just sat there drank myself into a stupor to forget.
What can I say, I'll post again tomorrow, cause I'm going after him again.
dog1, THE BIG DUMMY!
Look on the bright side you can hunt already
03-27-2006, 05:39 AM
#5
Join Date: Sep 2005
Posts: 30
RE: 2nd day DUMMY!
I too have heard that terrible click and no boom. It happened to me last spring. Perfect setup, nice tom, close range, and one bad shell. That bird took off like a rocket at the click. My hunting partner thought I didn't chamber one until I showed him the dented primer. Oh well it gave me another day in the field.
03-27-2006, 12:37 PM
#7
Nontypical Buck
Join Date: Feb 2003
Location: Heaven IA USA
Posts: 2,597
RE: 2nd day DUMMY!
If I had a nickle for every stupid thing I did no one would know who Donald Trump is because I would own all his holdings.....
Better luck next time...The good news is your able to be out there; that alone is worth the price of admission.
Better luck next time...The good news is your able to be out there; that alone is worth the price of admission.
