This book is my guide for the new and novas hunter. starting with my guide for getting started with clothing and equipment. Also included is my tactics section followed by several story's from my field experiences.
The author is a seasoned hunter and guide with over 36 years of experience in the out of doors. His hunting years have covered many states and all sub. species of the Wild Turkey. As a hunter and guide his passion has always been to teach and share his expertise to others.
As I awoke something seemed so wrong and it was. I had over slept the false dawn was shining through my window sun rise wouldn't be far off. Man I needed coffee and no mater what by the time I could get there the birds would be on the ground and grouping up. Slugging down a cup it seemed my first days hunt was doomed. Leaving camp half awake not near enough coffee and very upset the rush was on. The area I would hunt is typical glades and slue habitat of south Florida. Water was still high and driving on most of the roads was like driving in a lake my intention was to stop well short and slowly slip in hopefully unnoticed. Finding a good parking place I stopped and off I went. There was a large grass pond to cross and just before where I had seen the old tom a live oak stand it where I had found all the sign. Almost half was around the pond the sounds of a hen yelping rang out right where I had hoped the birds would be. This is good I thought but it also meant the birds were in the area I wanted to set up and were also very close. With a few more steps I herd a gobbler gobble with several hen yelping close to him. Moving quickly using cover and without calling I worked to the first clump of brush that bordered both the pond and the oak stand. This presented a big problem no trees to lean against. All I had was a small clump of palmettos to sort of lean into and use as a blind. As I had approached my make shift hiding spot the birds were engaged in the classic exchange of yelping cluck and purrs and of course the resounding gobble of the old tom, a sound ill never forget.