Well we got all screwed up this morning.Ended up in what would prolly been my 3rd pic of spots but it turned out good. If I wasn't so heard headed Ida kilt a goodun.
All kinda birds gobblin, had a good one hammerin and told dad where he was goin. I stopped one ridge short to try to cut him off and he walked right on down the valley and up onto the knob I told dad he was going to. Just sat there aand gobbled for 2 hours. He's 75 yards from me but Im on one ridge and he's on another.
Betya he don't go back to that knob too many more times before I take him for a ride in the truck.
