After a visit to the farm for our traditional pre-dawn and sunrise service, Elaine and I went home and did some chores in the yard. About 1:30 pm a Tom sounded off just across the road, about 50 yards from where we were working. He gobbled for about 20 minutes, and finally called up another gobbler that joined him in gobbling their little heads off. I went into the barn and got a mouth call and gave them my best "come hither." They went berserk, and I thought they were going to fly into the yard when a farm truck went by and spoiled our fun.
Our season starts a week from tomorrow. I may sit on the deck with decoys in the yard.
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“Every day I wonder how many things I am dead wrong about.”
― Jim Harrison
"'I promise you,' he said, 'on my word of honor, I won't die on the opening of the bird season.'" -- Robert Ruark (from The Old Man and the Boy)
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