I was bow hunting the other day and caught a glimpse of the hind end of a yote trotting out of my sight picture. I didn't have any of my coyote calls, so I started doing some turkey yelps, cuts, etc. to no avail. In desperation, I tossed out some kee kee runs. Out of nowhere, a gobbler sounded off at about 250 yards.

I went back to the spring stand-bys, but not a peep. Again, I tried the kee kee, and he gobbled closer. I had that sombeech gobbling at my kee kees for about an hour, but he never got much closer than 100 yards.

Nothing is set in stone with turkeys. Nothing!
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It is not the killing ...; it is the contest of skill and cunning. The true hunter counts his achievement in proportion to the effort involved and the fairness of the sport.

Dr. Saxton Pope