Gobble gobble gobble…turkey season is here, and our friends at Williams Knife Company have the perfect complement to chasing Toms: the Cocobolo Bird Knife. This bad boy is a great companion for any turkey/waterfowl/upland bird and is not afraid to get dirty.
The blade is M390 super steel, and the handle is slightly oversized, making it easy to use. It comes with a Kydex sleeve and a belt clip, so it’ll always be secure and ready.
To celebrate, we’ve teamed up to give one lucky Red Clay Soul reader a Cocobolo Bird Hunter of their own:
To Enter:
- Leave a comment below with your best turkey hunting story
- Tag three friends in the Red Clay Soul giveaway Instagram post (LINK HERE)
- Follow Williams Knife on Instagram
- Follow Red Clay Soul on Instagram
You must complete all four to be considered. We’ll run this giveaway through Sunday, April 6th, at midnight ET, and announce the winners on Monday the 7th around lunchtime.
Good Luck!
Thanks to Williams for providing the goods for the giveaway.
I hunt a property with a lot of hogs and some black bears. I almost always carry a large caliber pistol any time I’m out there, for obvious reasons. This specific morning I forgot it at home. While Turkey hunting last year I saw a black hairy blob laid at the bottom of a big pine. I slowly crept up to investigate. I was planning on it being a dead hog. I snapped a twig about 30 yards out, and when I looked up, there was a hefty black bear staring straight at me. I quickly realized that my decision to investigate that hairy blob, with nothing but a shotgun and turkey shot, was a very bad decision. He stood up and tore off through the woods mowing down saplings like they were stalks of wheat. Luckily, in a direction away from me. Curiosity can, in fact, kill the cat. Stay safe out there.
It was just before Thanksgiving 2018, headed to Publix as normal, and found turkeys were $0.75/pound. Bagged a big one that day.
My best turkey hunting story is most people’s worst. I see them during deer season and don’t see them during Turkey season.
My brother’s and I first turkey hunt together on opening weekend, we had our first successful shock gobble on top of the ridge. Gobblers were fired up all morning responding back to our calls as the morning progressed then suddenly stopped. We waited as we heard what we thought was a turkey come to our ridge side. We waited and waited as we were too nervous to over call our hand. Then suddenly, we heard movement closer & closer when a family of armadillos showed up in front our blind 20 yards listening to our calls and stayed making movement until we left our blind
Some days you get the turkey, some days you the turkey gets you.
My first turkey was last spring in west Texas. I had set up over a field the afternoon before to try to take some hogs. We got skunked on hogs but heard turkeys. The next afternoon I set out to harvest a turkey. Instead of hogs. I could hear them and finally saw them. I was probably 200 yards away so started slowly and quietly working my way toward them. I didn’t realize how close I had gotten until I snuck around a mesquite bush and there they were at 30 yards. I waited until the spread out and picked the biggest one out. It was a Jake and while some people may not appreciate my story, it was my first turkey and I was proud to harvest it either way. Back at camp I cleaned it with my Williams expedition series knife that I’ve had for years. Beginners luck I guess because I haven’t been able to get that close to one again.