Well I got home tonight and we hit a new farm. I called in 2 hens. One was mad and yelped a million times at me. The old man was laughing at me and the hen the entire time. From there we went for a ride. We pulled into a field and saw a tom. He stepped into the woods and we backed out and set up. I put dad between me and the tom. At 8:00 the tom flew up 60 yards from dad and 40 yards off the field edge. We plan on setting up close to the tom but in the field with decoys. Where he flew up was in a tamarack swamp that is dark and thick. As he flew up, he was breaking branches and limbs. So if he does not move, he is alone and 40-60 yards off the edge of the field.