Authors note: I wrote this piece on
turkey hunting its fun thing to do and I love it.
Sweet life
Its here turkey hunting were
everybody dresses in their camouflage jackets and pants. Hi I’m Austin I’m
looking for that big tom the big turkey I have one in mind. His nickname is the Trickster he’s got away from the past 3 years but this year he won’t get away I
have my spot all picked out its on the edge corn field. I have everything I
need my turkey calls my decoy and my gun. Well I’m off to go get the Trickster.
Someone
once told me if you’re not as stealthy as ninja you’ll scare everything away
that was my dad. As I walk out the door of the R.V this is my day to get you Trickster you won’t get away this year. I walk in silent just like a ghost as I
notice this big group of turkeys. They look with their devilish eyes I stood
still just like a statue. But I notice turkey it’s the Trickster the one I
want. I couldn’t stay still anymore Crunch the sound of my foot sounded like
bricks falling off the ruff the turkeys flew off. Their went my chance at
shooting the trickster.
I got to my
hunting spot and set up my decoys as fast as I could. As I finished setting up
my decoys I saw a group of turkeys walking my way. I ran as fast as i could and got ready. They were walking so slow it felt like hours instead of minutes.
But you will never believe who I saw walking in the back of the pack it was
trickster. He was walking as slow as turtle but he was making his way towards
me and I knew this was my lucky day. As they got even closer I could see the
eyes of the Trickster.
I raised
my gun as slow as I could so they wouldn’t notice me. I got my gun up to my
shoulder and waited for the right moment.
Click my safety sounded like alarm clock ringing. Trickster lifted his
head I took aim I was as steady as a rock. I pulled the trigger as slow as
could BANG. Flop, Flop, Flop he was hit he was going any we’re he was on the
ground. I was so happy I got up and ran over to it and guess who it was it was
the Trickster. He was mine after three years he was finally mine.
As I
picked up all my gear I saw the group of turkey again, why are they hear then I
heard something in the distance what was it. Bang the turkey flew off and all I
could see was a dead turkey on the ground. Then I saw a head pop over the hill
it was my dad. He saw me and picked up his turkey and walked as quiet as he
could to me. Did you get your turkey yeah well was it the Trickster I pulled it
out from under the tree. His face was unforgettable he was so happy for me and
I was so happy for him.