Father and Son Spring Hunt

The morning mist clung to the fields as Tom and his son, Ben, ventured into the woods, their shotguns slung over their shoulders. Ben had eagerly absorbed every spring turkey hunting tip Tom shared, from perfecting calls to reading turkey tracks. The forest was alive with chirps and rustles, and Ben’s eyes sparkled with excitement. A soft cluck from Tom’s call drew a response—a deep gobble echoed nearby. They crouched low, hearts pounding, as a tom stepped into view, its feathers glistening. Tom whispered, “Now,” and Ben took the shot. The thrill of their shared success lit up the spring morning.