Its been a rough 3 days so far.
I went out opening morning only to put a bad shot on a stubby bearded bird. Then we scouted that afternoon to try and get Steve a bird.
Fast forward to this morning and Steve is at my house at 0400.
We made to the hunting spot and were setup by 0500. Early but is there a such a thing is too early.
No gobbles were close when they started. But after fly down we had two different birds work toward us only to hang up.
At 0750 I told Steve I need to make an emergency evacuation. So I frantically start looking for the TP. Crap I didn't get put back in the rackpack. So I head to the woods that are 100yrds from the blind to do my business. I am down one face mask now.
I get back in the blind thinking that if there was any birds in the area they were now gone. I am about to tell Steve lets start packing up, when we hear a gobble not far off from the woods I had just I had just come from. We look at each other in shock.
The video tells the rest of the story
http://youtu.be/49Yjti3v9Vw
