its 5:00 am and i am ready to get in dem turkey woods to try and get a gobbler fired up and then get on the board for the team . this season has really taken a toll on me . i’m changing areas today because i’m running out of time and trying to get ole’ fretful Tom to even full gobblechas worked me over . I think the coyote howling around me had something to do with the obble he was putting out instead of a full gobble. they was all around me and they sure had me afraid to do any calling . with handgun in lap and finger on the trigger of Frankenstineva awaited their arrival but they stayed far enough away that i couldn’t see through the brushy area and the foggy morning didn’t help matters . spooky might i say.
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