The season started really well. I had been in the blind just long enough to drop the shades, sit down, make a call and start texting my wife to let her know where I was. Before I finished the text, I looked up and a big tom had walked in to within 10 yards to my right. I took just enough of a look to know it was big and had a decent beard. My foot slipped while twisting to make the shot. That spooked the tom which ran behind a tree about 15 yards out. It stayed there peering around the tree trying to see what had made the noise. After a couple of minutes I thought what the heck and gave a couple of soft short purrs. It worked. The stupid bird walked right back to where it had been. One shot and it was on the ground. I got out and checked that it was really dead, tagged it and headed home. I knew it was big when I shot it, I knew it was big when I picked it up, but I was surprised when I got it home and weighed it, 32 lbs. The beard is 10", so good but not great. But the spurs are what I need to formally measure. They are big with a curve to them. I want to recheck but my first measure with a straight ruler was 1 5/8" from base to tip. They look more like fangs than spurs.
The best part is the bird is delicious. My wife made home broth out of the legs and thighs. We've had a nice batch of turkey and rice, a couple of nice turkey and mashed potato dinners and two big batches of turkey and noodles with that home made broth. Got just enough dark meat left for another turkey and rice.
Hope to fill my second tag tomorrow.