Well back from a quick 2 morning hunt near Madison. No birds taken, but all I can say is wow, i can't believe I never turkey hunted as a kid growing up there. We were out Saturday and Sunday mornings on public land within an hours drive of town, and we ran into more birds than my entire MN season combined each morning. It was my dads first time out, so I was glad he got to experience a lot of gobbling action. We were treated to a good amount of gobbling on the roost both mornings, and each day were able to work several birds. A few came quite close to sealing the deal, but just didn't finish (intercepted by a hen, just out of sight over a rise, and my dad learning first hand what sitting STILL really means when we got busted from 75 yds away). I did call in some hens each morning that hung around for awhile making small talk. Was great to spend some quality time with the old man and introduce him to something that I enjoy so much. I think he's hooked, his tag is good through Tuesday and he'll be going out by himself a morning or two this week. The storms that rolled through this morning really got them worked up, as the thunder started to roll in there must have been 10 birds within earshot gobbling at every boom and call. We had a couple hot gobblers close the distance on us to just out of site over the crest, then it started to rain and the wind really picked up. They decided to head back down into the creek bottom.