Turkey season has finally wrapped up in Tennessee. But before it did, I had a chance to sneak off for one last opportunity to slap a turkey in the face with a load of 4's. After hunting turkeys in Montana the last 5 or 6 years, the transition back to hunting the tough toms in the south has been quite a challenge. The eastern longbeard is without a doubt the hardest bird I've ever done battle with. It's been over a decade since I'd last hunted turkeys with a shotgun so this year I took some time to return to my roots and do some run-n-gun turkey hunting like back in the old days when I was first getting started. And I honestly loved every minute of it. Chasing gobblers in the swamp and dodging cotton-mouth snakes are memories of the past...that was until this year. It's been fun revisiting some old hunting grounds that still hold a few gobbling turkeys...and playing the game there just like I did many years ago. A big thanks to my little spotter, Easton, for helping me slam my last bird of the Tennessee season.