Well i decided late last night that I was going out this morning. It was a beautiful, crisp 40 degree morning and was an absolute enjoyment to be out there hunting.... but no bird to brag about. They did the ol' switch-a-roo on me with their roosting spot. Heard plenty of gobbling but it was over 300 yds away... I have an over-abundance of hens right now, so the toms aren't sounding off as good as they should b/c all the hens are smothering them already.
Anyways, I had fun, and found where they are roosting now... probably will go out Thursday or Friday morning again...
...and on that day when my strength is failing, the end draws near and my times has come, still my soul will sing Your praise unending, ten thousand years and then forevermore!