Opening day was Saturday for Ga.Friday night after making sure my alarm clock was seti went to bed and woke up at 6:15 the next morning with the sun shining brightly thru the window. I didn't turn the clock on.What a moron. In my defense though i was distracted the night beforeby a screaming baby and an equally pissed off wife. Off to the woods anyway, didn't go where I had planned because of the time.Pure luck, I hear a bird a way off where I haven't heard one in a couple of years. I set up and start calling and a jake comes sneaking in after about ten minutes. I let him pass. That tom I heard is closing the distance and he is fired up! As fast as this bird is moving and as much as he gobbling, this ought to be a breeze. All of a sudden he is there, along with about six hens. I can see the hens, maybe 20yds in frontof me, but he stays ought of sight behind some brush and he won't quit gobbling. I cutt once and he gobbled for thirty seconds straight. It got to be funny after a few minutes.This old boy just wouldn't quit.This went on for about ten minutes and finally the hens walked off takingold tomwith them. He was still hammering back at anything I gave him. It was a blast even tho I didn't bring it home.
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