Feeling like I was beginning to understand the ebb and flow of turkey life on the public land we were hunting, we (kansasson home from San Antonio for an Easter weekend trip, and I) arrived very early at the KDWPT parking lot wanting to be the first ones to arrive, and thus able to pick our set up spot. South central Kansas had lots of rain Thursday night and we had to turn the wipers on several times driving to our spot. My mantra of "nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody" as we pulled up to the parking lot was not necessary as we didn't see another hunter field all day. Arriving at the field edge in full overcast darkness, we whispered, trying to decide precisely where we should set up.
It turns out we set up 50 yards too far west. After the downpour stopped, I saw 7 young hens walking onto the field, right where we had discussed setting up. The tom that was following behind showed up just long enough to get the heart rate pounding rapidly, and then u-turned back into the trees.
Fighting the good fight of drowsiness, Aaron and I took turns looking silly with our nodding off, bobbing heads. We finally decided that it was time to go check out the fields further west to see if there were turkeys willing to play with us. Due to the rain, it was quite easy to see the footprints left in the mud by both deer and turkeys. This huge field is guaranteed to have turkeys on it every day of the early season, as there is ideal feeding/nesting/roosting habitat all around, and this biggest field is quite a far walk (by Kansas standards) from any road.
No birds were seen on the big field just then, so we went across to the adjacent little field. This smaller field often has birds loafing in it as it is surrounded by hedge apple trees on all sides, and is therefore well protected from any wind direction, with direct access to the lake shore. Mixed in with the Osage Orange trees there are some elm trees. Thinking that there might be some morel mushrooms hiding in the detritus we paused for a couple of minutes, looking and hoping against hope, as I have yet to find any morels in this area. Finally the hen ran out of courage, and took off into the air. Noting where she seemed to take off, we later returned to the general area and found where she had been nesting.
We found six large eggs nestled deep into the grass. Wild turkeys usually have a clutch of 10-ish, one egg laid a day, and then incubation begins.
We returned to our original decoy setup, and just as we were arriving at, I saw a tom in the far off treeline. Putting on our best ninja skills, we crawled through the tall grass and shrubs that ring the KDWPT field, and prepared for the two toms arrival. They were traveling along the field's edge, and seemed to be heading right in. As Aaron is here for a long weekend, we had determined that he had first shot, and if there were multiple targets, he would make the simultaneous shot call.
Somehow the arrival of the two toms never occurred. As we sat there wondering what had just happened, I looked up and at the far end of the field we saw 5 legal birds enter the field. I yelped once to let these birds know that there were ladies on the field. Craning their necks to see who was talking to them, these superjakes headed our way. Coming in all the all to our decoys in the cut corn, Aaron and I readied for the shot. He was to take a bird on the right, I was going to target the closest/left side bird with the crossbow. At 30 yards, my bird up against the decoy, I worked to control my breathing, and reviewed the shot locations of various bird postures. One, Two, BOOM/thwack and for a moment it looked like we had doubled up for the first time with a shotgun (Aaron) and crossbow (me). His bird went straight to turkey heaven, and the bird I had targeted stumbled, and then joined its fleeing brothers exiting stage right. I found my arrow, with a complete lack of blood or feathers.
Tagging, packing and reminiscing about our days adventure, we reminded ourselves what a fantastic day it had been. The turkey was loaded onto the turkey sling, and we slip slided away back to the parking lot.
Thanks, Kansas!!