Well, it's not looking too good. If it could've gone wrong, so far, it has. Get out of the truck and stand there waiting for a gobble. Bird sounds off several times near the back corner of the property. Start towards him and about 50 yards from the truck I hooted. Just checking to see if anything is closer. Walk another 50 yards and blow a long beard off the roost. He goes one way and his 4 hens go the other. I'm still thinking I'm good to go because he'll be lonely now. Get to the corner and get a hen fired up. She's right on the edge of the field and coming my way with her boyfriend about 30 yards farther back in the timber. Keep thinking it's gonna work out and about the time he should be breaking out where I could at least see him, she turns back to the woods and they walk out of my life. She's still chatting with me but they're going the wrong direction. Shortly after a 2 y/o comes by at about 40 couple yards and I never raised the gun. No idea why. That may have been my best last chance of the year.
Anyway, bird fires up from the opposite side of the road. He's talking, I'm talking and things look good. It's hard to get them to cross the road and 2 fences but they've done it before. Can tell he's coming so at least I was gonna get to see him. All of a sudden, a hen breaks free from left to right like she's scared and I've got no idea why. Until... a runner comes up the lane and it all made sense. Such is life. Still had some fun.
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