Played with the same birds again yesterday morning. Could have taken a Jake at about 40 yards but passed, still having too much fun. The one
Tom I saw got within about sixty yards. Still with hens and reluctant
to leave them.
I realize that latter morning might be better, unfortunately that four
letter word that all Turkey hunters dread "work" keeps getting in
the way.
Six more mornings ahead of me to see if one of them will make a mistake.
Thanks to all for comments /input.