The weather was bad, but was supposed to get better by mid morning. It started raining about the time I got set up, just a drizzle. I knew where the boss was roosted, at least hoped so, so I went to the other side of the public along the private corn fields fence line and in the corner of the publics corn field. At 5:10 the boss gobbled once, I cut him off with soft cutts and put the call away. He was about 200 yards up the edge of the private woods. I saw him fly down into the corn, a hen flew down by him and he chased her back into the woods. No other gobbling was heard. I waited about two hours before I made my second call, the rain had quit and it was staring to get lighter as the clouds were breaking up, I grabbed my box and ran a assembly call, nothing? The clouds broke and the sun was peeking through, it stated to get warm real fast. I shed my rain gear and my jacket, and dug out my teaser and ran a lost kee kee. He fired back at me with a double gobble at about 80 yards, he broke out into the corn and was headed my way down the edge of the woods, I started whining and purring at him and he kept on coming. He was getting to the fence line and four Jakes come running out of the woods after him. I thought damn this is going to be a repeat of my 3rd season. They ran him back into the woods. It was now 9:30, I packed up and moved away about a 150 yards down the edge of the publics corn to where the woods start, found a good tree and set up. With the sun shining on me it felt nice, and I dozed off. I woke back up at noon, nuttin like a two hour nap. I grabbed my old hen decoy out of my vest and put her out in the corn, sat back down and started to eat lunch. Finished lunch and pulled my teaser back out and ran some cutts and yelps, nothing. I waited and ran a lost kee kee again, he gobbled in the woods behind me close, I started whining and chirping at him and he gobbled again, he was coming to my right side, I slid my gun up on my knees and laid the stock on my shoulder, so I could keep calling. I kept watching to my right and figured he's step out into the corn? I whined again and nothing? I slowly moved my head back to look at the decoy and he was standing at 15 yards to my left looking at me. Good thing there was a slight breeze blowing because he started looking at the hen when she moved and took his eyes off me. I dropped the call and grabbed the gun off my shoulder and put the bead on his head and squeezed. The sound of the gun was followed by him rolling over twice, as he lay there the four Jakes come running out of the woods at him. I stood up and they beat a$$ across the field and back into the private woods to chase another tom around. I checked my watch and low and behold it was 1:30 PM. It took me 30 Years to FINALLY KILL a Spring Gobbler in the Afternoon, the Good Lord knows I've tried many a day to do so, but it finally happed after 30 years of chasing these danged things.
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