I did hear a very shy sounding hen come in at about the 4 o clock position behind the stump I was leaning against while I was calling the one that came in closest. I wonder if she busted me without my ever knowing it. I thought it was a hunter. Calling was terrible lol.


Originally Posted by gitem_12
Originally Posted by StudDuck
Originally Posted by tzone
They go eat, f&%k, and strut.


And not necessarily in that order.

From what the OP describes, the gobblers are "henned up" and in one of those areas that tzone described. My Dad's farm has the same type of spots, somewhere they can see well, feed and feel safe; on rainy or windy days, into the meadows they go.

ETA: after rereading the OP's post and him being able to call two in, I recant my statement about being with hens.


Don't be too quick to recant. There is a good chance his calling was attracting the hens that were with the Gobblers, and once the hens became uninterested, the Toms trudged off with their ladies

The mountains are calling, and I must go -John Muir