I had a bird standing in the center of a cedar thicket a few years ago. Probably gobbled 200 times in the matter of an hour or so. He wouldn't move but gobbled at every thing. I slipped to the edge of the cedars then went in after him as my dad stood back and kept him gobbling. When I got within 10 yards I quit slipping and just waited on him to make the next move even though I still couldn't see him. He strutted towards the tree I was standing next to. His drumming and gobbling shook me for about 2 minutes before he took the last two steps around the cedar bush. He got shot at 3 steps and didn't fare well, to say the least.