Was a good one. Bagged a bird early and was out with him cleaned before 8 am. I had birds around me all morning. He came in with three other Toms and was the unfortunate victim of getting shot. The moon this morning was incredible, I didn't even have to use a light to get everything set up and heard gobbles before I was even finished setting up, which was around 530. I had my decoys a little closer than I thought so when those four birds crested the hill/ridge I was hunting I took my shot early after seeing the beard and this boy strutting around and what I counted was 32 yards. Not even a flinch from him.
I guess there are worse things to be thinking about when you go!
Drumsticks for dinner tonight!