This year's spring gobbler season (which ends tomorrow) brings to mind a couple of tired but true sayings , "the early bird catches the worm," or "he who hesitates is lost" - for both could easily be applicable to the what occurred during the month-long season.
In recent years, I've forgone the first few days of the spring turkey season because of the usually high hunter density that normally occurs then. Because toms are normally vocal, their gobbling is easily heard by hunters as far away as a quarter mile. The result often is more than one hunter moving closer to get in position to attempt enticing the gobbler within shotgun range. This is especially true on public land as hunting access to private lands has steadily shrunk.
This year I decided to tempt fate by hunting opening day. I was fortunate enough to know of a small patch of private land where the owner allowed access. But to be on the safe side, I decided not to be there at dawn, hoping that many of those hunters who did get out early would be gone, either to work or for an after-hunt breakfast. I reached the forest edge spot where I could see both the woods behind me as well as the large field in front. I could see a gobbler and a hen in the field, about 125 yards away. I'd no sooner gotten set up when I heard a motor of some kind. Here came a hunter driving a golf cart along the edge of the field. The two turkeys immediately vamoosed. I stayed around about an hour before heading home. Teach me to hunt opening day, right?