Occasionally a turkey hunt begins as a hopeful journey to an unfamiliar and exciting place. Then the hunt develops into an event with so much fast paced action and success that it is never forgotten. The details are fondly relived often. The days during such an event pass like minutes. The stars, moon, sun, and the bead of the shotgun all properly align, and hence, big gobblers are felled, and the hunt is forever forged into memory. These special days...