slatebuilder
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My son is 9, he is heading into his second spring gobbler season. 2 weeks until youth season yet. This morning we were sitting on a hill top at first light in a snow flurry. He had hot chocolate, I had coffee. April snow in Northern Pennsylvania happens. As it was getting light enough to see, about 12 deer ghosted through the brush. Just then a tom ripped the first gobble of the morning 1/4 mile away on the next hill over. His gobble set off half a dozen more on the hills around us. “Dad did you hear those turkeys?” He has been getting me up to listen before school. Quality time well spent.