I just finished a two night seminar on turkey hunting put on by NWTF and NCWRC, no doubt making me an expert. While I was washing breakfast dishes today, I noticed a lone hen working her way up the driveway, so I snuck out the kitchen door as soon as her head was behind a boulder, snuck up to the woodpile next to the driveway and crawled along the wood pile, keeping out of sight, until she walked past me 8 feet away. It will probably be my last Close Encounter of the Turk-ey kind until after the season ends in early-May.