Last year in the NC mountains I had a bird roosted. Got close to it in the morning, set up my decoys and sat back waiting. After 15 minutes or soI decided that my decoy needed to be straightened a little bit (because I'm a moron) so as I am straightening the decoy I hear a very loud gobble to my right. I look up and notice the daggum turkey looking right at me. Needless to say I didn't get him that day, but he was nice enough to continue gobbling as he ran over the next couple of ridges.