I have two brothers. Billy, two years younger than me, lives in Tennessee. That doesn’t mean “out of sight, out of mind,” but because of distance we rarely get to see each other. My younger brother, Wayne, lives in Aransas Pass where my wife, Beth, and I have a fishing cabin. So Wayne and I often fish the bays together. He is also on our turkey lease on Cibolo Creek near Panna Maria.
Wayne had never done much turkey hunting. He wanted to hunt with me last spring but he was still living in a little trailer while trying to get his house repaired after Hurricane Harvey. So this spring, he was ready to chase the turkeys.
We camped in an open field a few hundred yards from the creek. I camped in my tear-drop camper and Wayne in his pickup. Just before dark we heard turkeys gobbling as they went to roost. We had the spot marked. We knew they were across the creek off our property but we had hopes of calling them back across into our field.
