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<blockquote data-quote="Iglow" data-source="post: 5889751" data-attributes="member: 22496"><p>In the early 90's I was sitting mid morning in a low gap over at DeKalb Co. , was tired and dozed off after I made a few calls etc. A cluck I can only describe as snapping a thick glass rod woke me up, a gobbler had heard my calls and took his time investigating. He continued that ear piercing clucking as he came on and I had one of those face masks you usta get that had fabric between the eyes, I got the gun up without getting caught but with my head on the stock to look down the barrel the fabric piece was in the way and I couldn't see the barrel or bead. He's coming on and is 25 yds or so, I'm panicking and moving my head to somehow see the bead to shoot then he sees me moving and launches into the air, beats his wings to get clear of the trees and sails all the way over the hollow to the other hillside. It was early in the old season, like late March with no leaves yet and I could see him sailing the whole way, I bet he floated 500 yards across. That damned facemask is still in that gap to this day!!!</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Iglow, post: 5889751, member: 22496"] In the early 90's I was sitting mid morning in a low gap over at DeKalb Co. , was tired and dozed off after I made a few calls etc. A cluck I can only describe as snapping a thick glass rod woke me up, a gobbler had heard my calls and took his time investigating. He continued that ear piercing clucking as he came on and I had one of those face masks you usta get that had fabric between the eyes, I got the gun up without getting caught but with my head on the stock to look down the barrel the fabric piece was in the way and I couldn't see the barrel or bead. He's coming on and is 25 yds or so, I'm panicking and moving my head to somehow see the bead to shoot then he sees me moving and launches into the air, beats his wings to get clear of the trees and sails all the way over the hollow to the other hillside. It was early in the old season, like late March with no leaves yet and I could see him sailing the whole way, I bet he floated 500 yards across. That damned facemask is still in that gap to this day!!! [/QUOTE]
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