Congrats on the last day bird.

I walked back about 400 yards into a neighbor's land on Monday morning, then decided to head out along his fencerow that overlooks a plowed field, with another neighbor's woods about 200 yards distant, to finish out the season. Probably about 10:00AM when I got set up in thefencerow and started to call. Usually a pretty good spot for turkeys in the spring. Called-out a nice gobbler there last year, but he had several hens and would not come across the field. Wound up feeding in it, but too far to shoot.

All I attracted this trip,were 3 tourists, one in a white t-shirt. Thought I was hearing things when I heard some voices. Then an adult and two lanky teens popped out into the field from down over the hill, about 200 yards away and headed into the woods across the plowed field. No idea who they were or where they'd come from? Last thing I expected to see that morning, in that location.

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