For the first time in 5 or 6 hunts I finally heard a bird gobble at about 8AM. he was a ways off so I headed up the hollow toward him. Sat down and called a couple of times and he gobbled way up the hill. Started toward him and got a text from my wife who was on her way to an antique show and sale saying that my son was sick at school and asked if I could go get him. I replied that I would head that way shortly. I went toward the bird trying to make it happen and he was gobbling like crazy. I was getting close and realized that he was above a big power line and I got just under him and for the first time I could hear him drumming he was so close but I couldn't see him in the trees above the power line. First time I have left a turkey gobbling but I didn't have time to try to circle around. Maybe next week I can get back on him.


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