THE DEVIL OF THE DIKE!
I cannot now remember how many days I have been hunting this gobbler,
but it has been many!
I should have walked away from this bird in favor of something more cooperative,
but I could not.
I have killed believing it was him, but only to find I was mistaken!
I have come close to shooting him, but only once.
I have scoured the woods only to find him strutting in the road within 100yds of my truck,
parked in plain sight.
More than once I have stood exactly where he had stood,
but 15 minutes ahead of me.
I have given up the hunt only to return the next day and find he showed himself 30 minutes after I departed.
I have sat patiently in a blind for 7 hours straight, only to have him strut to within 90yds of me and fade back down the road., offering no shot.
This game will be played no more!
I have shot the devil down!,
but only to watch him rise again,
Yes, I am sure of it, this was the devil!
Larry Stephens, 2:15 pm, April 19, 2014,
The Dike road, Quigley Bay.
I actually wrote that sitting in a blind waiting on this bird. All other options expended, I was reduced to just waiting him out on a grade that I knew, sometime that day, he would appear. I could hardly believe my eyes when I finally shot him and he jumps up and runs off, crippled for sure. A friend suggested I take a bird dog back and look for him. I had to recover this bird! Well, didn’t have a bird dog but I do have a bluetick named Lacy. I was incredible to watch. I put her on the track and in about 15 minutes she found him tucked in some sweet gum suckers, still alive!! I grabbed him by one foot and the final battle ensued. I finally choked him down and the day was mine! Guess he wasn’t a devil after all, just one wary old tom!