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<blockquote data-quote="CaptnC" data-source="post: 1873610" data-attributes="member: 101755"><p>Thanks everyone!</p><p></p><p>I wish we had some scales to have weighed him.</p><p></p><p>We have Eastern's that were stocked in East Texas, in an attempt to bring them back. My dad and I hunted them for 4 years. They had to be checked in and weighed. We killed several, the largest one we killed weighed 23lbs. It was no where close to this thing.</p><p></p><p>The story before the shot was pretty funny too.</p><p></p><p>We had set up on a feeder because game camera show'd three boars coming in just before dark nearly every night so we had my 7.62x39 AR with the ATN Day/Night scope and her 20ga shotgun. She had the AR setup on a tripod pointed towards the feeder.</p><p></p><p>I would call about every 15 minutes or so. The plan was to get a reply and we would take off after him.</p><p></p><p>It had been about 10 minutes since my last calls when he "blew our hats off!" That's a term we coined many, many years ago when a gobbler would gobble right in your face...as loud as he can. In our experience gobbler will turn the volume down as they get in close, but I guess he wasn't exactly sure where she was so he cut loose.</p><p></p><p>Any way it made me jump which is hard to do. I was so startled I didn't pickup on where it came from. It turned out he was 25 yards over my right shoulder...happens to be my good ear! LOL...when I started clucking and purring he gobbled again...that's when I picked up on where he was.</p><p></p><p>My wife's shotgun was on the ground in front of me so I was able to slip it to her, then grabbed one of her belt loops and turned her so she could get the shot.</p><p></p><p>As luck would have it he walked behind a cedar bush and gave me time to spin her around without him seeing the movement.</p><p></p><p>He gave us another thundering gobble while behind the cedar. I was clucking and purring as he reappeared and the wife crushed him at 20yds.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="CaptnC, post: 1873610, member: 101755"] Thanks everyone! I wish we had some scales to have weighed him. We have Eastern's that were stocked in East Texas, in an attempt to bring them back. My dad and I hunted them for 4 years. They had to be checked in and weighed. We killed several, the largest one we killed weighed 23lbs. It was no where close to this thing. The story before the shot was pretty funny too. We had set up on a feeder because game camera show'd three boars coming in just before dark nearly every night so we had my 7.62x39 AR with the ATN Day/Night scope and her 20ga shotgun. She had the AR setup on a tripod pointed towards the feeder. I would call about every 15 minutes or so. The plan was to get a reply and we would take off after him. It had been about 10 minutes since my last calls when he "blew our hats off!" That's a term we coined many, many years ago when a gobbler would gobble right in your face...as loud as he can. In our experience gobbler will turn the volume down as they get in close, but I guess he wasn't exactly sure where she was so he cut loose. Any way it made me jump which is hard to do. I was so startled I didn't pickup on where it came from. It turned out he was 25 yards over my right shoulder...happens to be my good ear! LOL...when I started clucking and purring he gobbled again...that's when I picked up on where he was. My wife's shotgun was on the ground in front of me so I was able to slip it to her, then grabbed one of her belt loops and turned her so she could get the shot. As luck would have it he walked behind a cedar bush and gave me time to spin her around without him seeing the movement. He gave us another thundering gobble while behind the cedar. I was clucking and purring as he reappeared and the wife crushed him at 20yds. [/QUOTE]
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