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Ken Middleton Memorial Youth Pheasant Hunt/Sporting Clays Shoot - 1/23/2015-1/24/2015

Chauncy Ranch YMCA Camp near Spring Valley
928-848-4549

Easton County Fair Grounds Squirrel Hunt - 2/7/2015

Kardel Hall, Eaton Cty Fairgrounds, 1025 S. Cochran, Charlotte
517-726-0902

Golden Isles JAKES Days - 3/7/2015

Damp Tolochee BSA, 133 Ashley Marsh Drive, Brunswick
912-267-6311

14th Annual Spring Turkey Hunting Clinic - 3/28/2015

Dry Creek Sporting Clays, 1257 Road 137, Emporia
620-437-2012

Juniors Turkey Hunting Camps - 4/16/2015-4/20/2015

Forests near Flagstaff, Alpine or Greer and Payson
928-848-4549

Cranberry Conservation Days - 6/1/2015

Izaak Walton Club, Deep Hollow Road, Oil City
814-677-5218

Butler County Youth Field Day - 6/6/2015

Butler City Hunting and Fishing Club, Club Drive, East Butler
724-496-1849

Franklin County Youth Field Day - 6/13/2015

Waynesboro Fish and Game Assn., 10205 Fish and Game Road, Waynesboro
717-263-0939

Venengo County Youth Field Day - 6/20/2015

Izaak Walton League, Deep Hollow Road, Oil City
814-677-5218


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Pat's Turkey

By Pat Gillespie

It was a rainy morning. The day started when my cousin, Mike, woke me up. After getting ready, Mike, my dad and I went off to hunt. This was my first time turkey hunting. We went out to the area that my cousin picked out and set up the blind. I knew it was going to be a good day when I heard a gobbler headed our way.

My cousin called, "Yelp, yelp, yelp," and we waited in the blind for a response. The turkey responded; however, it didn't pursue us further. We heard a few more turkeys throughout the early morning, but we were unable to draw them to us. Later, Mike threw out another call and received a response way off in the distance. A few minutes passed and he called again. This time we heard another response from the gobbler -- even closer this time! We wait as a few more minutes passed. "GOBBLE! GOBBLE!" We heard the turkey as it moved closer, just around the bend.

"He is either going to come over the hill through the pines or down the trail," Mike whispered.

"Pat, get your gun up," he said. I did, quietly. After a couple minutes, Mike asked, "Do you see him?"

"No," I said, as I watched the pine-covered hill.

"He's coming down the trail right towards us."

I switched my eyes from the pines to the trail and saw him walking down the path towards us. I quietly took the safety off. The turkey looked at our decoy and started to strut. He continued to strut now and again but kept heading down the trail towards us. At first, I didn't take the shot, because there was heavy brush. I waited until he moved into a narrow space, where I had a clear shot.

"BANG!" I quickly reloaded; however, there was no need, because the turkey was dead. I put the safety back on, and the three of us went over and saw him on the ground. We started shouting with joy.

This turkey had a 9½-inch beard and nearly 1-inch spurs. The whole thing was awesome, and I was excited that I shot a gobbler on my first turkey-hunting trip. I can't wait for next year!