Well, today I struck out after the bronze baron's. AFter working a mile or so back into this little peninsula I got a gobble. Faint and distant, but there. This was a new area for me so wasn't real sure of layout and being on public land, I new there was some other hunter out, for down the road seen another truck in parking area. I moved up the hillside a little, patiently waiting feeling his temperature. I could make out a grass field up ahead, so I slowly moved to it staying in the timber 20 yards. I stood next to a tree glassing the field, trying to make out where he could be. I then noticed a dip in field and pondered he could be down in one and sound more distant. I slid my mouth call in it's carrier and grabbed my box call, right in the middle of the yelp, he cut me off. Okay, now to formulate a plan. After I got an idea, I called once more to ensure he was still hot, gobble, he is there. I took two steps and heard a heart dropping "BOOM", "BOOM". A gun hunter just shot the Tom I was working. In all the public land we ended up on the same bird. So, I worked back a little and did some more calling and figure I would hit another area. After I got back to the truck I noticed the hunter coming out. So, I drove down and talked to him. He was 32 and had his son with him who was 11. They both was stoked, this was his first turkey and his son's first time afield, he was all chatty. I asked what kinda call he used, he said I don't have one, we just walked out there, then heard a female turkey then heard him gobble. Once, I explained I called the turkey. He felt bad and I said glad I could help and treasure it. I then showed him some call's and how to use them, we chatted for few hours. The son really liked one slate call and he was working it. As I went to leave his dad told him to give it back, I said, "nope. He said he couldn't pay me for it. I said, tell you what you and him practice with it and go out next year and use it to harvest another bird together. It was a success to me!!