This morning I arose at 3:00 A.M. to drive 75 miles to my favorite West Virginia turkey farm, which is in Monroe County. I was overjoyed to hear three gobblers in the pre-dawn murk, and I was able to successfully set up within 100 yards or so to them.
My last decision was to set up to watch the right or left side of a hump, as one of them would be the likely path of the trio. To be brief, I chose the right side of the hump and the turkeys came across the left side.
Around 6:10, I heard the sounds of putting and walking, both of which grew progressively lighter as the turkeys left the vicinity. I tried resetting up on them and anticipating where they might have gone, plus changed calls.
But all my strategies went to no avail, and I came home empty-handed. I am going to take a personal day from school one day this week and try again.