Day 3

They said that it couldn't be done, that the record for earliest wake up on Senior Project would not be beaten. Until I woke up 30 minutes before my alarm, 3:45 am on the dot. My dad was awake too. We both were too excited to sleep. Opening day of the 2018 New Hampshire turkey season was finally here. We loaded our packs into the truck and made our way to our hunting spot. Climbing up the path, our red headlamps lighting the way. We weren't able to roost a bird the night before so our plan was to get up to the top of the ridge and listen as the sun came up, hoping to hear one. It wasn't until about an hour after sunrise that we heard a bird gobble all the way back down the path, on the opposite side of the road from where we went. Eager to get an opening day bird we hoofed it down the ridge in hopes to cross the road and find this bird. I stepped onto the road first, my eyes focused on the woods opposite of us. I stopped quick when my dad pointed out the truck parked just down the road, on the side of the rowd with the gobbling turkey. Disappointed and determined I reminded myself how that is just part of hunting public lands. After a quick coffee run we spent the rest of the morning until about 10:30 trying to locate  a different bird.

Hours spent on project today: 7 hours

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