Yesterday I was set up on a roosting tree and nothing gobbled in my area. I heard several birds gobbling around me but all of them was in an area I could not hunt. I had two that were gobbling a long ways off. I went for a hike and got close to one of them. A hen busted me and took off. I sat straight down and sat still for about a 1/2 hour. I hit my slate call and one gobbled about 40yards in front of me.
After an hour and 15 minutes he finally came off his stutting area and started circling me. The bird finally came in close enough for a shot. I got him.
It was the last day this year I was going to be able to hunt so I chose to take the shotgun. It was fun anyway. It had one inch spurs and a 9.5 inch beard.
Fryed turkey breats for dinner. Yum Yum.
Also some nice wing feathers for arrows.