Weeeellll, Saturday morning it went "almost" as I planned it. North Bama opening day morning, on a spot near Haleyville. Its been storming.......now its overcast, foggy and breezy. But what the heck, can't kill 'em sitting on the sofa, right? Make the 1.5 hours drive and slip in quietly in the dark, set up on the edge of a field that is on the border of mature pines and some hardwoods. Let it get light (as much as it can with the overcast), make some light cuts on the slate. It quiet for 10 minutes, then I hear a gobble. Far off but he's there. I respond, some light clucks. 20 minuets later, he's closed the distance and gobbles at 100 yds or so. I respond, few light clucks again. Gun up, safety off, ready. And 5 minutes later he gobbles again....he hasn't budged. Rut-ro! I get a bit aggressive on the call, some sharp cuts. Hope he gets curious and comes on in. Negatory! I see him and his 4 buddies skirting around the edge of the ridge up in the hardwoods at 80 yards or so. Group of longbeards still together this late seems a bit odd, but there they were. Oh well....I'll be back.

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