I was fortunate when I started hunting Mr. Tom. My 1st hunt lasted all of 10 minutes. I called in a jake and rolled him. I thought there was nothing to it. The following Saturday I got schooled. I ended up shooting a big one early in the afternoon, but not after I had made several mistakes that like yekrut said I learned from and corrected. I've matched wits with old toms as well as some I thought were dumb as dirt. The thought of getting up early in the morning before 1st light and setting up in the woods in hopes of matching wits with one of these birds is worth every minute of my time. Throwing a soft yelp out there in the unknown and to be answered by a thunderous gobbles excites me to no end. It's one on one. I don't win them all, but I have won my fair share. Good luck in your pursuit and be safe.