They Should hog, btw. Well I guess I am the updater for El padre and I, So Tuesday nothing much we half get on one but he has hens so it was not a good day.
Wendsay we go out to a place in Hardeman county and we walk to a place to listen. We hear one against the wind and start after him after we walk 250 yards he gobbles again and he is close. So we set up. Perfect setup, up to a tree that is on a road and a field. I cover the field if he flys down that way dad has the road if he flys down to another field and walks down the road. After we sit down he gobbles once an never again. We never see him or hear him fly down or anything. No idea were he went. So we go to the back corner of the property were I killed my first bird, and nothing. Then we split up. Dad has everything west of a creek that goes through the middle of the property I have everything east. I walk to this powerline and prepare to set up. Just as I am doing that I hear a gobble, move my dekes, look up there is one standing 400 yards away lookin at me. I crawl into the woods and don't spook him. Turns out its at least 2 gobblers and a few jakes. I call them all the way down to the creek I talked about earlier. They were about 50 yards as a crow flies but as one walks about 100. They would not cross the creek. I tried everything, kee-kees, fighting purrs, cuts, clucks, purrs, they did not want to cross the creek. so they just took a left and well left. So that was pretty much it.