Knowing the, probable, pattern of this gobbler, I sent my step father, Bob to the top of the hill near to where the right-of-way and the field intersect. I went across the hollow to wait for what transpires. At 5:30 the gobbler opened up where he was roosting the past morning. I hoped Bob would see him. The boig bird did, in fact, come into the field and did his usual tracking and walked across the field occasionally strutting and gobbling. Bob’s decoy and calling effected him little.
I heard gobbling down farther and took after them. I located the general area and moved in. The 2-3 birds left and went off as usual after leaving the roost. Later on, I received a response and moved in. The vegetation wasn’t good and after a while the toms shut up. I began, a slow walk and call in the area. I called in a hen and a red fox. The fox appeared quites surprised when it realized the turkey was much bigger than it was. After 11:00, I managed to shock one into gobbling twice, but, that was all.
Other sightings and interests of the day were: bear 
tracks; found hen feathers as if something successfully killed it…(coyotes; bear?) 5 deer; 4 jakes and one spooked turkey of unknown sex.
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