The turkeys that I tried to hunt early never said a word. Turkeys everywhere are just unpredictable. I went to another spot about 11 and saw a turkey in a big field. I walked down next to a creek and there was a turkey gobbling in 86 degree heat. I called in 2 hens, and 3 longbeards followed them. The gobblers were so close together that I couldn't shoot without killing all of them, and they got into 15 yards before one walked away from the group. And none of these were the turkey that was gobbling; he was in the woods on the other side of the field. Guess I will try that spot again this afternoon.

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Good luck to everyone still hunting.

All the labor of man is for his mouth, and yet the appetite is not filled.