Nope, no photos of dead turkey here, yet. just astory of the ones that got away.
I roosted a bird Saturday night, he was in the same area as Saturday morning, so I got out E-A-R-L-Y ! After flydown he came back to my soft calls but hung up at 70 yards and just stared my way, there wasn't a twig between us so I couldn't move a muscle for over 45 minutes, he would occasionally gobble then just stare my way, but never did strut. I had two other Gobblers come in following 2 hens who came withing 35 yards of me but the Big Toms stayed back at 100 yards or so, both strutting and gobbling, awesome sight, the Sun through the trees on their tailfans. I watched these birds for almost three hours within 100 - 150 yards. I had another tom gobbling in the distance, I started hitting the calls pretty hard hoping he would here it, at about 9 I could here he was coming, I saw him go between some trees a couple hundred yards out, but never did see him, at about 10:00 something must have spooked the other group, the hen was cackling as she took off thru the timber with the two gobblers right behind her hammerin' all the way. I never heard another peep after that.
But, what a morning!
I tried some other set ups but never heard another gobble, I did see a few hens by themselves, so I knew the toms were alone.
I went 4 times and every one of the huts was a good one, just no dead bird,
oh well, I still have one more weekend that I will be able to hunt.

As long as you enjoyed the beautiful day, all is good.

Success comes in many ways, sounds like an exciting morning to me.

Huntrz..that's a little like when I'm out shooting..sometimes I come up empty handed on shots..but just being out and watching the creatures in action is worth it...
what is it Bob said..that's why they call it hunting not catching...
Hopefully next weekend you'll get your bird!

Sounds like a fun and beautiful day in the woods...

Sounds like a great hunt. A lot like my hunt in IL last week, plenty of exciting action all around all morning, but no bird on the ground. I hunted for the last time this year yesterday morning in central Florida for the elusive Osceola. Had birds fly down off the roost 100 yds from me, but no gobbles, only yelps and putts. Stayed in the blind until 1pm, and watched 4 hens feeding at various times during the morning, but never a tom to be seen. Since it was the last day of the season on public ground, I assume they were pretty skiddish (at least the ones that were still alive).

So now, the guns get cleaned and put up. The camo gets washed and deodorized. Probably need to get the 4 wheeler tuned up for next season. And spend the next 6 months daydreaming about the 2008 deer season....