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October 13, 2013 at 11:59 am #6223
Let me start by saying that I have been looking for a place to share my story, because I think that it is a great one. I’m going to give you a little background on myself. My name is John and I am 31 years old originally from Tennessee and now reside in Virginia. I was medically retired from the Army a couple of years ago. While on patrol in Iraq in January of 2009 my vehicle struck an IED which consisted of a double stacked anti-tank mine with a 40 pound bag of homemade explosive. the blast was directly underneath me and broke almost all of the bones below my knees. I eventually had to amputate my left leg and my right ankle gives me a bunch of problems, because I don’t have any cartilage in my ankle joint. It is difficult to get around, because of the pain in that ankle, but I love to hunt and I love the outdoors.
You see, I didn’t really get into hunting until after my injury in Iraq. The outdoor coordinator at Walter Reed invited me to go on a muzzle loader hunt in PA, so I went and killed my first deer and have been hooked ever since. Now we can get into the meat and potatoes of the story.
So I was on a Wounded Warrior hunt in Surry, VA, where I reside now, hosted by a friend of mine, Robert Jones. Side note: Since meeting him, we have teamed up and hosted several hunts a year for Wounded Warriors. I saw what it has done for me and now I am doing everything I can to return the favor. So we were doing a turkey hunt this spring and I had two guys, Mike and Jerry, that are avid turkey hunters and they were nice enough to volunteer their time to come call for the Warriors.
Here we go, rocking the ghillie suit, sneaking through the woods, trying to quietly get to the edge of this field. We get set up across the field from some gobblers that were roosting up in a tree. The sun starts to come up and those things start going crazy. Them boys looked at each other and their eyes got huge. We counted eight different birds!!!! They started calling and it was music to any turkey hunters ears. They would gobble like crazy. All of a sudden, this hen comes crashing out of one of the trees above us and lands right by our decoys. Then, just over my right shoulder, I heard the coolest turkey call I have ever heard…”turn left on route 601.” The GPS on Mike’s phone started talking to him!!! I almost died laughing when I heard that thing going off!!! Jerry started purring with his call and clucking. I couldn’t believe that hen didn’t budge. She just kept on scratching around. She starts making her way across the field and then the gobblers started coming off of roost. Just like any other time you plan to set yourself up for success to have them walk right past you, they go the complete opposite direction you intended. So we move around and have zero success trying to locate another gobbler. Finally we go to the last place that they wanted to try. Mike hits his call and BAM!!! Just around the corner of the path from us, one gobbles!!!! We plop down next to a root ball and they set up behind me and call again. He responds. A couple of minutes went by, which felt like an hour, and then the turkey gobbles again and he is CLOSE!!! Jerry starts purring, I’ve got the shotgun pointed at where I think he is going to step out, and then Mike started purring with his call. Finally, he steps out, 20 yards closer to me than I thought!!! At this point, he is 30 yards from me and I slowly shift and get my sight one him. My heart feels like it is going to beat out of my chest!!! I take a breath, slowly let it out, and squeezed the trigger. The bird starts flopping around and Jerry runs past me and stands one the birds head. Mike came over to me to help me up and we excitedly walked to my prize. I had shot a 22 pound Eastern turkey with an 11 inch beard and 1 1/4 inch spurs. It was a huge success and I couldn’t be more excited. I still get a huge smile on my face when I think about that day!! I can’t thank those boys enough for a wonderful experience.
That’s my story. I hope yall enjoyed it as much as I have. Thanks.October 13, 2013 at 1:26 pm #6242
Very good for this to be going on .Disabled vet and thanking all vets .
Well here I am .October 13, 2013 at 1:47 pm #6248
Still Hoping for Improvement. . .October 13, 2013 at 5:03 pm #6256
Congratulations on your hunt!!! I was with each of my three children when they each got their first gobblers. My two girls got their Toms out of the same blind at the same time. Their excitement and grins were Priceless!!!! I can relate to your story. Thanks for your service and may you have many more exciting and successful hunts.October 17, 2013 at 8:37 am #7034
Congratulations on bagging a gobbler! Seeing or hearing a turkey while they are in season gets my heart pumping like nothing else!
Thanks so much for sharing your background and story.October 17, 2013 at 10:45 pm #7109
Thank you for your service and for an awesome story, fister! Congrats on your first gobbler! You definitely earned it.
And thanks also for paying it forward to other wounded warriors. I wish you continued success in your hunting ventures.
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