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I'm Dreaming of A White Spring Turkey Hunt

Hey Rob, what's all that white stuff out there, " I screamed over the howling of the wind. "It's snow you idiot", he yelled back. "Since when do we get snow in late May here in Minnesota", I quipped back. Rob was too busy trying to light a fire in our makeshift campsite to even answer back. "Faw-kinn-ae", I said to myself, "This is my last day to bag a spring turkey and I'll be going home empty handed." I hadn't fully prepared for 10 inches of snow. "What bird in his right mind would even come down out of the roost," my turkey hunting partner of 12 years mumbled over a cup of luke warm coffee. It didn't matter....

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