This morning at 11:00am, I hadn't heard one of the gobblers I was calling for a while and the other one seemed to be getting further away, so I decided to pack up my stuff and move. While putting my striker pots away, I spotted maybe the biggest gobbler I've ever seen coming in. He came in strutting and saw my decoy . . .but wouldn't cross this stupid little stream. He strutted, spit and drummed over on his side for 25 to 30 minutes, but wouldn't come over. He was about 60 yards away. Then 7 hens came by me at 30 yards and I thought that he'd follow them. Wrong! He waited over there and 4 (FOUR) of them went to him before he went of with them.

Why won't they cross (most of the time). This was a little 2 foot wide stream that wasn't 2 inches deep, but he just strutted until the hens came to him. What a monster!