To preface: I am not really a fall turkey hunter, although years ago I dabbled in it a bit. Point is, don't take anything I say on the matter as expert advice. However, for those that hunt gobblers in the fall, here is a quick story from my experience just this last November while on an elk hunt that really turned on the old light bulb in my turkey hunting brain.
Me and a friend were walking down an open-bottomed canyon headed back to our cabin about midday, glassing ahead as we walked, when I spotted a flock of gobblers feeding in the bottom about a quarter mile in front of us. We waited until they fed out of sight around a bend and then walked on down towards them.
We eased around the bend carefully and spotted them about seventy five yards in front of us. I pulled out a mouth call and hen-yelped at them to see how they would react. They looked up for a second and then went back to feeding and kept moving away from us down the draw. I made more series of hen-type yelps, each time with the same reaction. They pretty much ignored me.
They moved on down the draw out of sight again and we kept sneaking down the draw behind them until we could see them again, still about seventy five yards in front of us. I called again with "standard" hen yelps in several varying-length and pleading series. Again, total lack of response from the gobblers.
They gradually moved out of sight down the draw and again we moved closer. I looked at my buddy and said,..."let's see what happens if I switch to coarse, gobbler-type yelping next time we catch up to them". We rounded a corner where we could see them again and I called again with a few coarse gobbler yelps. The reaction from those gobblers was instant. They all raised their heads and looked in our direction, their posture changed, and immediately they started walking on a bee-line right for us.
There were ten of them, and two or three went into strut as they marched straight at us. Again, we were making no effort to conceal ourselves, but they just kept coming right for us. They got to about twenty-five yards before they noticed something was amiss, and then angled up into the trees above us, but still acting like they were looking for this intruding gobbler they heard. The fall turkey season was on, and we could have easily killed any one of those birds had either of us bothered to buy a fall tag.
The moral of this story is that simply changing from hen yelping to gobbler yelping completely changed their attitudes. Was it an anomaly? I don't know for certain, but that experience does have me thinking about buying a fall turkey license this year for the first time in probably twenty-five years. Come November, we'll see....