Saturday, November 24

The day was much the same as the previous, we headed out at 2:30. Temperatures were in the upper-twenties, with mostly clear skies, and a light wind blowing to the east. We decided to change our location, in an attempt to get situated closer to the southwest corner of the field, where the doe appeared just 24 hours prior. We set up in a cluster of boulders on the south side of the field, in a small area of hardwoods. We put some post-rut scent approximately 50 yards out, on some of the bent-over corn stalks. While quietly chatting with my hunting partner, I couldn't help but notice the alarmed chirping coming from a bird on the edge of the drop-off, that leads down towards the stream. I started to hear some rustling of the leaves from down the hill, at which time, our conversation stopped and my partner froze. What sounded to be a deer managed to find its way up the hill ten yards from us, however, it was out of sight of both of us, as it came up from behind us. It wandered through the narrow wooded area, into the corn field, after a few minutes of not moving, my partner managed to get a glimpse at the small doe, which was obviously alerted of our presence. A few minutes passed and the deer wandered out of the corn field, using the trail on the northwest corner. After giving it a few minutes, my partner checked the time, and noted that it was 3:40. As it was unlikely that there would be much more activity, we decided to work our way up to the upper hay field. While walking through the woods that seperate the two fields, we noticed three large turkeys, upon further inspection, we found them to be toms. They were working their way slowly towards the other side of the field. We worked our way out of the woods to the edge of the field to get a better look. While we were watching those three, we spotted a couple of turkey working their way up the ravine in the middle of the field. The two or three turkey eventually turned into nearly 30. We stood watching in amazement as they worked their way to the opposite corner of the field. We had seen no more than five turkey at this location in years prior, so this many was a welcomed surprise. Once the last of them disappeared, we decided to call it a night, as the sun was nearly set.