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pUMpHEAD SYSOp
My hunting partner in Ohio begged me for years to go up and turkey hunt with him. I never had the slightest interest. One year, I finally went up just to shut the f’er up and I became instantly hooked! I’m with Muddy, they’re generally smart birds and most of the challenge is learning to “talk” to them and being able convince them to walk up to you ready to fight or fuck ... depending on the call.
As for eating them. We’d cut the breasts out and leave the rest for the ‘possums. We’d hunt morels and make mushroom gravy to eat with the turkey breast.
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