I returned to Nebraska with my good friend, Del, and my brother-in-law, Kelly. We were hunting some of the most pressured public land that I know of, but the birds are plentiful and we are young and overconfident.
I've never seen birds so weary of blinds. We figured it would be more fun anyway to ditch the blinds and hunt on the ground.
We jumped a hen sitting on 17 eggs.
The birds were acting very similar to what I have seen at this time of the year in the past. In the mornings they would gobble a little bit on the roost, but once they hit the ground they got pretty quiet. Toms did not seem interested in anything except living hens. We got toms to check us out after 10am. Del called in and killed a bird around 1pm with his shotgun.
We did a lot of stalking, a lot of belly crawling, and had a lot of fun doing it.
One morning Kelly spotted a big tom in a plum thicket. Kelly made the best of it and shot a great bird.
Kelly shot this tom with a Chastain Wapiti recurve, VPA Terminator broadhead, and Carbon Express Heritage arrows.