May 19 - Fourth Monday Jacob and I headed back to the woods for another morning hunt before work and school. I knew we were starting in a good roosting area, and set the decoys out before first light. It didn't take long to hear the first gobble, and a jake dropped from his roost tree very early. It took about 10 minutes for the bird to reach the decoys. Jacob steadied the 20-gauge on his knee, clicked off the safety, and shot his first gobbler at 5:29 at 15 yards. May 31 - Last Day Ashley hadn't hunted since taking her gobbler during the statewide opener. But she was the only of my children who decided before the season that she wanted a second spring gobbler license, so she and I decided to go for just a few hours on the last day. The woods were thick compared to her last day afield during the opener. We had heard a muffled gobble coming from a known roost area close to the Lackawaxen River. We set up on an old logging road with decoys out in front. Just like opening day, I was videotaping the hunt. An agitated hen came in first. She yelped and clucked incessantly, and I put my call down and let her do the work. It took about 15 minutes for two mature toms to strut all the way in to the decoys. Ashley did a great job waiting until the birds separated far enough to make a good shot on one of the birds. She got a 3-year-old gobbler with a thick, 9-inch beard and inch-long spurs. Not many seasons play out like the 2014 season did for us. All of the preparation and time spent in the outdoors with my kids and their grandfather are what I'll never forget, and I'm hoping they won't either. 10