TNDeerGuy
Well-Known Member
Had one on the roost gobbling and got setup on him....couple of soft yelps and down he comes a few minutes later. He pitched down about 80 yds from me and a hen pitched down and he started strutting around. I let off a soft purr and a couple of clucks and just started watching the show being patient. Thirty minutes go by and he had strutted his way as close as 60, but staying in the zone around 70. I heard a loud yelp to my right off in the distance and of course the bird gobbled. Five minutes later I heard a commotion coming through a thicket besides the flat I was on, and I knew what that meant, so I let out a loud yelp to warn someone that someone was there already. Of course, that commotion didn't stop, and here comes Elmer Fudd blowing out of this thicket beside the oak flat I was on like the Kool-Aid pitcher busting threw a wall—those birds are probably are half-way Memphis by now. I stood up and this "gentleman" asked me if I was hunting that bird.....that was 70yds from me when this started! I thought about providing him the real reason why I was there in all camo and with a shotgun—to think about what color drapes would match the color I want to paint the walls in a smart-&#! manner, but thought better about it. I asked him what he thought he was doing and he said he was busting them up! I asked if he heard me yelping and he said he thought it was an excited hen! smh :bash: :bash: God I hate public land!