With turkey season coming soon I’m hoping Incan get in the woods this season.
I’ll never forget the time I was near a creek bottom and called a few hens over a knoll.
I was tucked into a laurel bush with the branches overhanging me.
I’d call when they were over the knoll and they would come running and clucking.
They couldn’t see me with my leafy camo head to toe.
It was driving them crazy.
They would leave and I would call again.
Finally one came right into the bush I was under and literally backed up into my lap, stood there for a few seconds and clucked again then walked off.
I always regret not grabbing it with both hands just to scare the living daylights out of it but I didn’t want to scar it for life and fear man iver that so I left it alone.
That was a cool experience.
Almost as awesome as the squirrel that used my head as a platform to jump from stump to stump….haha.
I’ll never forget the time I was near a creek bottom and called a few hens over a knoll.
I was tucked into a laurel bush with the branches overhanging me.
I’d call when they were over the knoll and they would come running and clucking.
They couldn’t see me with my leafy camo head to toe.
It was driving them crazy.
They would leave and I would call again.
Finally one came right into the bush I was under and literally backed up into my lap, stood there for a few seconds and clucked again then walked off.
I always regret not grabbing it with both hands just to scare the living daylights out of it but I didn’t want to scar it for life and fear man iver that so I left it alone.
That was a cool experience.
Almost as awesome as the squirrel that used my head as a platform to jump from stump to stump….haha.
. This past fall I had one walk by my blind so close he brushed up against it. 
