Honestly it was nothing more than dumb luck. I could have actually shot three! It makes up for the four toms I missed last spring. I get a late start and the toms were already pretty vocal on the roost. I have had several uneventful sits this season and the last Tom I had seen was a week before the opener while I was hog hunting. My pop up was 30 yards from the road at the mouth of a creek which opens up into a large field. I was really close to two roosts. I heard both roost empty, but they both went back up the creek in the opposite direction. My hog feeder is 200 yards up the creek. I sat patiently with a lone he decoy and decided not to call till I heard closer action or saw birds in the field. First bird was an albino hen crossing the field closely followed by another lone hen. Five minutes passed and I saw a Tom running with his head down. Gave the call a tickle but he didn't care. Tried the call,again and it felt like the whole woods behind me blow up. It took forever for the toms to come in. I heard them struggling and purring for at least ten minutes. In retrospect the wait was good because it gave me time to calm my nerves. The two toms gave in together and I shot the first one to turn its back. He just walked off with an arrow in his rear like no big deal. In my head I could hear Bisch, "you better have a string tracker!" I started to stress a little and thought chasing after him. I started looking through the small opening of my blind to see where he would end up. Then I saw his buddy in full strut checking out another hen. So I thought "when in Rome" and gave a small cluck. He came right in and I laid him in his tracks. I set me bow down to get out and a third Tom came in and jumped all over the dead second tom. I thought about going for a triple but i figured that would be excessive and to appreciate the gift that God had already given me. So I took a short film of him playing king of the hill on his dead comrade. I got out and started searching for the first Tom. I walked all over the place. Checked both roosts, checked my feeder area checked the creek. 20 minutes later I circled back to my blind and he was 10 yards behind my blind in some bushes. I feel truly blessed.