May 13, 2011
Every gobbler is interesting to the hunter who kills it, but here's one that grabbed the attention of a gang of rambunctious boys and their dads. A few weeks back, my sons, Jacob and Jack, and I joined former American Hunter assistant editor Hunter Jenkins and his son, Hunter, along with their friends Jim and John Henry Dudley, for camp at the Jenkins family cabin, just a stone's throw from the historic James River in central Virginia. We had returned there at mid-morning after the skies opened up with rain, and aside from a close-but-no-cigar encounter that excited and frustrated Jack and me, it had been pretty quiet for our group. So it came as a high point when another friend, Vic Sorrell, came rolling in with a big tom he had taken nearby. However, there was more to see than just a dead turkey.