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i watch him over the gun. the gobbler is in full sunlight, i am in deep shadow. nothing separates us but air. he is mine any time i want him, but as mentioned, i'm in no hurry. i look him over, snood to toenails. his head and neck display the fiery red and almost startling white all turkey hunters long
more than three times the range of the first, and i fell in love with that ugly, stubby, mule-kicking, turkey-stomping . at the end of the hunt, i asked bill if i could buy the gun. he said no, but then grinned and gave it to me. for more than a decade afterward, it was my turkey gun, and i killed a pile...
https://www.nwtf.org/hunt/article/loaner-gun-paying-it-forward