At the age of 39 and six months pregnant with my first child, I decided to go on my first turkey hunt. I grew up in the north woods of Wisconsin with a family steeped in the traditions of deer hunting. I knew deer hunting. The unsung heroes of my first turkey hunt were my husband Nick, brother-in-law Mike, and Mike’s brother Ken, all experienced hunters. For whatever reason, they not only agreed to mentor me; they encouraged this rotund incubato…