This last weekend I was fired up to go turkey hunting. My
girlfriend and I scouted Friday night and located where the gobblers were. I
knew where I was going to set up the following morning, and I was very
confident about the set up. Everything seemed to fall into place that morning.
I arrived early, located the spot where I was going to sit, and placed a hen
and a tom decoy 15 yards in front of me with the Tom decoy facing me. There was
some brush to my right that helped conceal me from the advancing gobblers. It
was truly the perfect set up. The toms were already gobbling from their roost,
and it did not take much of my calling to get them fired up. Once daylight
arrived one gobbler flew down from the tree and was heading my way! I was very
still, and it wasn't necessary for me to call much. He began strutting and
showed off his impressive fan. At that moment I realized that this gobbler was
going to come close, and I was going to get my chance. He came into range of my
Benelli Nova, and I had him in my sights. I took the safety off and slowly
pulled the trigger and nothing happened. The gun did not fire, and I became
irritated. My first thought was, "Is it on the safety?" I adjusted
the safety and tried shooting again and again nothing happened. The second thought
that rushed into my head was, "The shell must be bad." I ejected the
first shell and fed a new one into the chamber, made sure the safety was off,
and pulled the trigger. The gun did not fire, again. To say the least, I was
demoralized. The gobbler stayed around my general area for about 45 minutes,
and I couldn't do a thing but watch him. It was nice to see him in his element,
but I couldn't explain how much that frustrated me. I waited until he left then
went off to the truck knowing my day was over as he was gobbling in the
distance. I drove back to my girlfriend's parents’ house and immediately
inspected my gun. I took it apart and saw nothing out of the ordinary. My next
step was to fire it. With my luck, it fired. To this day I cannot explain to
you why it did not go off that morning. Since then, I have shut the gun several
times, and it fired every single time. I did not take my first turkey that
morning, but it will be an experience I will never forget. Until then, I will
keep chasing the illusive turkey, and next time it might be with my bow. That
turkey got a pass last weekend, but he may not be so lucky next time. I am going to video my next few hunts so stay
tuned and turkey might be on the menu.
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