Me and a buddy busted a flock of fall hend once and called 2 of them back in gobbling their heads off.

The same buddy and I laid on a mall dirt pile 2 years ago as a 3 year old gobbler strutted no more than 5 ft. From us. You could see his eyes blink and the blood enter and leave his neck and head as he changed colors. His wings were popping gravel and the drum was so deafening loud.we could honestly smell him he was so close. It was a breathtaking experience, and he finally strutted off to the side and we doubled on 2 of the 6 more that was strutting at 15 yards