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A Thrill Like No Other
I woke up not wanting to get out of bed, but knowing what could happen, I push myself out of bed. When finally waking up I feel like today is going to be the day. Turkey hunting to me is as big as a thrill can get. I know when I do something over and over, I eventually get of it? Turkey hunting never gets that away with me. It takes dedication, a dedication that is worth every minute of it.
After stumbling over all my clothes, I somehow manage to get dressed. I went into the kitchen and saw my grandpa’s smiling face. I could tell that he is ready to get out in the woods. Turkey hunting is one of the things that my grandpa lived for. He had breakfast ready; fried eggs, toast, fried ham, and a big glass of milk. We sat and talked for a little while and planned out where we were going to go that morning. After eating and planning, we headed off to the woods.
Walking down the road, I could hear birds chirping and shadows beginning to form. I knew that any minute a turkey is going to gobble and jar the whole valley. Minute by minute my heart began to speed up and thump louder and louder. At this time I was glad I got up. My grandpa has cancer, so I wanted to spend every minute with him that I can. Knowing that, this time, this second, is appreciated even more. I told my grandpa I heard one way off, so we run up the road about 200 yards. We wait for about two minutes, and sure enough it was.
We walked up the side of a steep ridge towards the turkey. We could not get to close, because the leaves were dry, making a crunching sound. We got as close as we can without scaring the turkey and sit down. My grandpa started calling, he does not get three puts out and the turkey cuts him off. That is a sign that we needed to stop calling and get ready. Now my heart felt like it was literally beating out of my chest. I have killed several turkeys, but it does not matter, I get the same thrill every time. I...