Suns coming up birds are gobbling on the ridge! I convince my young comrade thats there is know time to walk the logging road to the bridge. I decide we can cross the stream right here, (see where this is going), he makes it across. I decide half way across the stream that we need to locate him again. I instruct the youngster to get higher on the bank where he can hear, then I owl hoot to try and get him to sound off. He turns and says he heard him answer about two hundred yards away. In my excitement owl hoot doesn't end up in my pocket but instead in the stream, a quick move to grab it ends up with me joining the call in the stream. I catch up with my partner to his laughing and asking what happened. Didn't kill that bird but did manage to call him into view before hypothermia started to se in.