We’re back from Mississippi. Left Monday at 2pm after work, drove straight thru the night and got there in time to hunt at daybreak on Tuesday. Got on some birds still in the roost, but they flew down and we never heard a gobble the rest of the day. We put on plenty of miles, but never struck a bird. Wednesday morning we found birds on private land and got as close as we could on the bordering public, which was still about 400 yards. Another repeat of fly down and never gobble again. We started putting on the miles again, and struck a bird around noon. Worked him for an hour, but couldn’t get him to cross a road and fence from private to our piece of public. We spent the evening in a spot where we had seen plenty of sign and killed our first bird about 5 pm. We called it a night, and were back at it early again Thursday morning. We got on birds off the roost, and had several hens and gobblers closing fast. They were just over a rise, but already in gun range. A last minute gun adjustment was picked up by a hen still in the roost tree. She headed for the next county, the birds over the rise went silent, and we never heard them again. Back to putting on the miles. About 1pm we struck a bird on public land, and by 130pm we had our second dead bird. We headed back to where we worked the birds in the morning, only to find another hunter just stepping out of his car when we pulled in. We asked him where he was headed, and he was going exactly where we had planned on going. We left the spot to him, and headed to our backup spot. As we were putting on our gear, an atv rode down through the chunk of public we were going to hunt, with a radio blasting. Out of options close enough to get to in time, we opted for an early dinner and some much needed sleep. Today was going to be our last day, but 400am greeted us with high winds and rain. The forecast called for higher wind and heavier rain as the day went on, so we packed up and headed home. All said, it was a great trip, and Mississippi has a couple less turkeys than it did before we got there. Public land hunting down there is tough, and if you’re “from the north” you’re not a fan favorite, especially if you’re trying to hunt “their turkeys”. In 4 days we put in nearly 19 miles of walking. The birds are there if you’re willing to put in the time, but don’t expect it to be easy.