Skunked seems to be the right word, or maybe "Humbled by Hens" a more appropriate phrase for me. I've been hunting my favorite farm, trying to call a bird for the land owners 14 year old son. Yesterday the action was non stop, we saw 4 Toms, 3 Jakes, and several hens. Finally at about 9:30, I had the full attention of a full fanned strutter; he was slowly working his way in. Then, from the edge of the woods the more soft and seductive calls of a hen snagged his attention. She walked out of "Posted" land into our green field, and headed back into "Posted" land with the old boy in tow. We've made a plan of attack for our next hunt.
As frustrating as this sport is or can be, days like yesterday keep the drive alive!
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Just because he isn't gobbl'n, doesn't mean he isn't listen'n!