Well i moved this morning...it was exciting and a fiasco at the same time.....all i can say stupid calf
I'll fill u in later..in a tree stand right now.
Using my phone...getting to be ptime time
Well am back in the tree but here is what happened.
i got to this field in the datrk. The day before it was empty of cattle but today it wad full. Well the day before they were gone. Why? Well ya dummy he was feeding them thats why now deal with it... thank god they where rather tame but skittish. I didn't want to get trampled. So i hauled my gear and got where i needed to be. So did the dang herd. All of them . Crap go away ya dang cows!. So i put my gear across the hot fence. Np sense setting the curious creatures might trash it. I still needed a chair. So i walked back thru the cows hoping they would follow me. They did somewhat.
Well the farmer feeds about 8 am. About the time some birds hit the pasture. The pasture was baren of cattle yesterday. So i hopped in my truck. Drove around the barn towards that end of the feedlot , hoping i could coax the herd along quicker. It worked on the older cattle the calves not so much.
Okay new plan. Screw sitting in the pasture sit the woods.
So i hustle into the area they use. Low and behold the pond of spring is dry. Sit there and i do. I pop up my hut. The birds use the edge as they hop under the fence run the feedlot wood edge and hit a lower pasture alfalfa field. I watched flock after flock do it over and over for 2 years now. All i was seeing was hens anyhow. I was looking forward to xbowing a hen. Then making some new wingbone calls..
So i get set up.
Just sit back. Pour a cup of coffee. Was screwing around all morning and i am pooped. I am sweaty and tired. I sit back and i hear a cluck. Then another. Then a kee kee. So i kee kee. And i hear a GOBBBBBBLLLEEEEE. SEVERAL....
wow!
Haven't seen that bachelor flock in weeks. Either has the farmer. But no mistaking that call. So i kee kee again and on the rim as i sit in a bowl is a tail fan! A STRUTTER THEN 2!

I am in heaven . I range then with my range finder. 40 on the head. Nah they come down here wait....so i kee kee again. They gobble again. Here they come. A jake nope pass. A hen..nah...a hen ..nah...oh see the strutters symetrical fan all displayed 2 of them nice thick beards. ..their at 30...nah.they are coming to you. ...and then here come this calf. Ears perked up looking strsight the flock. He stops 20 yards from them. Paws the ground and CHARGES running right through sll of them scattering everybody!
I range the calf. I am gonna eat Veal! Now what? I quickly grab my wingbone and i crank for all i am worth on it. The Toms Erupt int full Gobbling come running back to me but stop at the brush line. I have no shot. And them not seeing no lonesome hen standing. No decoy remember. They leave as i was in the dry pond.in a hut.
Sooooooo......the farmer had a good chuckle he saw most of it.
I talked to him when i met him back at my truck.
I pulled my gear and went back with a shovel and and ax.
There was no area to sit and wait on the well used trail at one tine. Well there now is. And i am the only one that knows about it. I created it!