First thing in the morning.... NOTHING. Couldn't find any gobblers on the roost This always put me in a bad mood. After sitting and waiting with B and She mobile posied and ready for attack, i decided to get up and find my bird. After 20 minutes of walking, I found him. I heard him gobbling in the woods on the border of my property. After 30 minutes of clucking and him gobbling back, he was coming any closer. I decided to make my move, I thought I would be able to cut him off and i did. He was coming my way. I couldn't see him but he was gobbling his head off. Then, he went tight lipped I sat and awaited and about 60 yards from me.... BOOOOOOMM. Some other lucky hunter took my bird
Another not good morning
