Got back from Florida this week chasing Osceolas on public land. Manbwhat a tough bird to hunt. They weren’t gobbling at all and weren’t visible either. The second day there I managed to find one that was on fire and called him to 15 yards, but was unable to get a shot due to the vegetation. What a heartbreak. Went after him the next morning and he only gobbled twice on the roost and flew down and went god knows which way. Later that day, we found one out in a field with his ladies while it was raining. We called at him and he didn’t pay any attention to it. So I got my buddies fan out and eased directly towards him in the field. They weren’t terrified but knew something wasn’t quite right. I managed to get to 50 yards of him and sent the longbeard #6’s flying. I patterned my gun at that range so I knew it’s capabilities. He flopped on the ground and I ran over and put my boot on his head. It’s been an exciting trip chasing the species across the country.