Heck I got a story when it comes to stupid things people do.

It was about five years ago my sister inlaws boy friend asked me if I would help him get his bird. He had ben after them for three days, and had no luck at all. So I agreed to go with him on Saturday morning. I told him I would be at his place at 4:30. I arrived at his at 4:30 like I promised. We were going to be hunting on his step dads land. He told me all about how he knew right were they roosted every night, in a patch of pine trees. I filled him in on the details of how we should get in tight between 75 and 150 yards from their roosting spot...so I thought. We jumped into his beat up old 4X4 and headed back behind his step dads farm. So out across a field we went, skirting the woods in the pitch black darkness. After a wile we slowed and turned off into the woods onto an old logging road. I had no idea of the lay of the land and never thought much about it. We drove into the woods about 400 yards before the road turned into a narrow four wheeler trail. Then a few hundred yards further the trail turned into nothing more than a path. But we pressed onward untill we reached a gully where the guy got the truck stuck. In the prossess of trying to get unstuck he got the truck wedged in between a couple of trees. Well we farted around in that gully for 20 minutes, Rodding on it, and running over trees and brush, before we finally got the truck up on solid ground. By that time the sky was growing light and I was worried that we would never make it near this roosting spot before the sun came up. I told him we better leave the truck and go the rest of the way on foot. So we climbed out of the truck and got our gear ready. Once we were geared up I asked " So how far to this place were they are roosting?" He points up in the air at a few pine trees about 100 yards away and says " They usally roost right there."

Well I let him know in a few choice words that this plan would never work. We then got out of there and went to a different place a few miles down the road. I insisted he park his truck by the road. After walking over a mile we struck into a group of jakes and he got his first turkey. I spent a lot of breath trying to explain to him that you can' t just drive up too a Turkey and kill it. I am not sure he learned any thing though. To this day I think that is the only turkey he has ever gotten.

Some people just don' t give a turkey' s smarts the credit they deserve.