May 8, 2002, 07:51 PM
I can't get out as much as I like because of my job. (sound famaliar)? Last sat. I was using my mouth call and was talking to some gobblers which were still in the roost. I had two hen decoys set up. They were not getting any closer so I crawled and still hunted about another 30 yds or so closer to the gobblers' ( I'm guessing they were about 100yds away)-nothing no more gobbles. So I picked up my decoys and walked about 200 yds south and cut and purred real soft. Right away two gobbles, about 75-100 yds away. I'm looking for a good place to ambush them, its' swampy and mucky where I hunt and did'nt go 10 yds to find a location. Anyways I look through my binoculars and no more than 30 yds away 3 gobblers' are running toward me. They must of covered the distance in 3 seconds. About 12yds in front of me is a wide tree. So I cutt and purr real soft again and the second one started to strut (Mr.Tom) well the first one is peeking around from behind that tree and I thought for sure they would all high tail it back. So I cut and purr again and Mr. Tom peeks at me from the other side KaBoom my Browning Gold 31/2" loaded w/ Winchester Supreme 3" speaks and Mr. Tom does two cartwheels backwards-WOW 91/2" beard 1" spurs exciting!