My First Turkey Hunt

Posted: April 8, 2015 in Hunting

On Friday we took off to an isolated hunting camp in Bertie County with two very close friends. Arriving before dinner, we grabbed our underpowered pellet guns to squirrel hunt. Although we didn’t harvest any wild squirrels, it was extremely exciting to try. We assembled our evening campfire with funniest guy, Win, whose warrior name is Maqwa. With skilled outdoor survival tips, he guided us through every step of building a fire in the wilderness. Thoughtfully, he gave us all warrior names too (mine is Bowslayer).

In the morning, we woke up before the sun and hustled to wild turkey hunt. Feeling extremely nervous and tired we set out with Win towards the swamp lands on the property. Hearing some turkeys gobble was thrilling, but they never came to us. Disappointed, we headed back to camp. Later that morning, my dad saw a gobbler hanging casually in a grassy field nearby. Stalking him for over an hour with no luck, we reluctantly gave up. I knew getting a turkey with my bow on my first hunt would be a long shot. Even though we didn’t come home with a turkey, we came home with amazing memories and hilarious videos of our adventures at camp. This weekend I’ve been invited to turkey hunt at a spot near my grandparents in New Bern, NC. Praying I’ll harvest one this weekend and have a lot more to share next week.



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