Since today was consider a holiday and the children did not have school, we decided to head up to the mountain for our annual play time in the snow. I brought my shotgun just in case I should run into any tree squirrels, quails, or turkeys. Not only that, it was also used as a protection against either bears or cougars. Got up to our usual spot and there wasn't enough snow on the ground to make the hill a good sledding area so we moved on up higher. We then found an excellent spot to stay and play for the next 2 1/2 hours. After the fun, we had snacks and I decided that since we are already up at the mountain, why not check out my secret spot to see if there were any turkeys around. So 30 minutes later, we arrived at my secret blm spot. Time was now 3:30. As soon as I pulled up into the dirt road and was getting ready to put the car in park, I noticed a group of turkeys out to the corner of my right eye. I told the wife and kids and everyone was excited to see the turkeys as well. So I then grab my shotgun, loaded it up with 3 shells and slowly made my way out the car door. I see them walking into the nearby brushes so I slowly followed. 15 yards in and I spotted the group. I counted, 1, 2, 3, all the way up to 9. There was even a young greyish colored one. Anyhow, after the quick count, I raised my shotgun and aimed for the closest and the biggest one. Boom goes my shotgun in the area of the turkey's neck/shoulder and I can see him flopping on the ground. Strange but the other turkeys did not run or fly away. Too bad you can't shoot two in one day. I waited until my turkey stop flopping before making my way over. Got to my turkey and took a good luck and he had a 4 inch beard on him. How cool was that! So at the end, what started off as a great family day also turned out to be an awesome turkey hunt.
My phone was dead so I had to wait to get home to get some pictures taken. My son was too afraid to pose with me so here I am. Enjoy the picture.