When I first wanted to start turkey hunting years ago, a friend of my invited my wife and I out to his place. There must have been 15 turkey tails hanging in his garage. I was impressed, he must be the man! I need to pick this guys brain...and so I did. When he started to tell me the story I had to kringe inside. You see, he has this little shed out by his pond. And every day of the year he throws corn out about 20 yards in front of the shed. Every morning the turkeys file in. The during the season he stops because turkey baiting is not allowed. He gets up, walks over to the shed, gets inside, and turkey hunts. Oh yea, with warm cup of coffee of course. Pops the turkey of his choice and promply displays it in the garage. Somehow I imagined it to be different...and for me thank the good Lord, it is.