‘I got him dad, ‘I got him’
Part of the thrill of writing this article is when I get to relive some of the adventures of local hunters or fishermen when they relate their stories to me. I know I wasn’t there at the time, but to hear them tell it, I felt as if I was right along with them.
So goes the adventure of Madalyn Robbins of Princeton. Last week was Youth Weekend in Illinois and she got up early with her father, Jeff, to try their luck at turkey hunting. They left home about 4:30 a.m. and headed out to the farm where they were set up to hunt. They walked out into the pasture and knelt to listen. It was kind of windy, but Jeff tried his call anyway. They waited, then called, then waited, then called ... nothing. So they decided to move closer to the timber.
At the edge of the timber, they heard an owl call, so Jeff got his owl call out and hooted. This time, they heard a response far away. They moved farther into the timber and set up two decoys in a spot about 25 yards from a big tree. They went back to the tree and sat down with Madalyn between Jeff’s legs and her gun across her lap.
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