This morning I had a hot bird on the other side of a river out of its banks flooding the swamp apron. He was about 75 yards across. After about 30 minutes of double and triple gobbling he flew the width, landed on my side and shook the woods with a "here I am" gobble. He worked his way into view alongside the near side's water's edge, 33 yards from me. 13/16 oz. of #10 TSs out of my Yildiz TK36 .410. Gil
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