Opening day of spring turkey season was sunny last year. I called in five toms—two in the morning and three in the afternoon—yet I didn’t shoot.
I was targeting a specific tom I’d first seen three years prior. He was a loner that hung out in timber and covered every bit of the 3-mile-long ridge he called home. I only laid eyes on him three times in as many years, but had many trail camera-shots of him.
The big bird traveled game trails where I catch elk, deer and cougars on camera. He rarely ventured into open fringes other turkeys frequented. Early last March, I began catching the tom on multiple trail cameras 2 months ahead of his usual appearances.
On day two of the season, it was pouring rain
