It's a 4am alarm clock 

It's one eye open as that black coffee drains into your preferred mug

It's putting on that bottomland from head to toe as so many others before you have 

It's loading up the truck in the pitch-black dark, praying you don't forget anything 

It's pulling up to the property as you prepare to open the gate to God's country 

It's snapping that turkey vest together 

It's hearing that first shell being chambered into your shotgun 

It's a pinch of Copenhagen as you begin your way up to that high point 

It's watching the world come to life as you await that first gobble 

It's the instant rise of your heartbeat once he does fire off 

It's the constant strategizing and second guessing yourself 

It's about conversing with the wild 

It's feeling your heartbeat in your throat as he makes his way up the ridge 

Its' more times than not, losing the battle 

It's the endless pursuit of the wild turkey, specifically the most thunderous of them all 

It's Eastern Turkey Obsession

- Jacob Rampley