Well before daylight Fred Lutger and I left the farm house and walked in the dark to our ground blind on the south east corner of the Strut Zone field that is adjacent to the corn stubble field where we started our Nebraska hunt.
Soon after sunrise we heard hen yelps and clucks and gobbles. Some were from the woods behind us, some were from the woods we were looking at. As sunlight streaked shadows across the field, gobblers and hens appeared in the woods and meandered their way to the field.
The wild turkeys put on quite a show. The mature gobblers fanned out and strutted all around, approaching hens that came into the field and chasing Jakes away from their immediate area.
The wild turkeys spread out parallel to the fence for 200 yards. One of the popular spots was where several round hay bales were stored.
Another popular place was anywhere that hens went. The strutters and Jakes were always interested in them.
Roughly an hour after the first turkeys came into the field there was not a single wild turkey to be seen. They had all gone off to the hills to the South. Fred and I waited for 4 hours more without any turkey sightings. Then we walked to the house and ate lunch. Afterward, we got in our host Terry’s pickup and he drove us back out to the field.
We were plenty early for the afternoon hunt, we wanted to be there well before the gobblers got there. And we did…