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1996	Jake	Lancaster, SC	Remington SP-10	Afternoon	15 yards
This turkey was shot during the April 1996 season in Lancaster, South Carolina. Arnold and I had hunted together that morning, with Arnold shooting a 19 pound gobbler at first light. That afternoon, I sat by myself in a hastily-made blind beside one of Arnold's wheat fields, waiting for my chance. After several hot hours in the blind, this turkey and two other came ghosting through the field. One shot from my Remington SP-10 ten gauge, and he was all mine. I sat there for several minutes, shaking, hardly able to believe that I had gotten my first turkey. Before long, Arnold came striding over the hill, and his grin was bigger than mine when he saw my bird. "Well," he said. "You've done something that not many people have done... killed a wild turkey." While more and more hunters are taking turkeys these days, mine came at the beginning of the turkey hunting surge, and I'm as proud of that bird as I can be.

1996

Jake

Lancaster, SC

Remington SP-10

Afternoon

15 yards

This turkey was shot during the April 1996 season in Lancaster, South Carolina. Arnold and I had hunted together that morning, with Arnold shooting a 19 pound gobbler at first light. That afternoon, I sat by myself in a hastily-made blind beside one of Arnold's wheat fields, waiting for my chance. After several hot hours in the blind, this turkey and two other came ghosting through the field. One shot from my Remington SP-10 ten gauge, and he was all mine.

I sat there for several minutes, shaking, hardly able to believe that I had gotten my first turkey. Before long, Arnold came striding over the hill, and his grin was bigger than mine when he saw my bird. "Well," he said. "You've done something that not many people have done... killed a wild turkey."

While more and more hunters are taking turkeys these days, mine came at the beginning of the turkey hunting surge, and I'm as proud of that bird as I can be.