Several months ago, I told Elaine that I had a feeling that I would call in and kill a gobbler on opening day of Virginia's turkey season - today. Whenever I have that particular feeling that I will do well fishing and hunting, it is almost always accurate. Today, though, it was not.
Not only did I not kill a gobbler today, I was never in the "game" with one. I heard a few longbeards on the roost, but by 6:30 A.M., the birds were done for the day - and so was I, though I did not know it.
I trekked up and down hillsides on the Franklin County farm I was on, went through a box, slate, and every mouth call I brought with me, peformed my best yelps, clucks, purrs, cutts and even did hen, jenny, and jake kee-kees. And not one bird responded to me all day.