I went out first thing this am thinking birds would fly down where they normally have been .... & they did not. I didn't hear any fly downs at all. Around 6:45, I started hearing some clucking to the north about 200 yards. I thought for sure it was another hunter because those clucking's sounded horrendous. Soon after, I started hearing a few gobbles coming from the same area. I was told one time that one of the houses in somewhat that area had some pet turkeys, so I didn't know for sure what to think. Soon, I spied a buck down in the woods with nice velvet working his was between me & the clucks with no concern, so I figured it had to be real. He soon came up and cut across the gas line about 150 yrds out. I decided to make a move towards the turkeys & they all stopped . About 100 yards & trying the box call, I was kicking myself. I decided to go back since my decoy was still in place. After I sat down, I had 3 deer literally come across the gas line, into my lap. I think they were coming down to where my mineral block had been .... I moved it to a stump yesterday with a cam watching over it. I have a video of that encounter. After they left, I sat for another hour with no turkeys. I decided to go home, since I had a meeting to go to later on & as I was preparing to leave, the clucking started back up. I then made to decision to make a stab for the turkeys on a different path.
After doing all that, I ended up sitting on a stump to listen to the clucking's, since I was still thinking it as another hunter. Soon, a lone hen came down a path & she was in-between me & those clucking's. I was laughing that if only that hunter knew there was a hen just down from him, when a tom started to gobble , so I then knew for sure that was no hunter. I eventually made it up where I could get some gobbling action. I ended up have a few jakes come in that I could see & then the woods exploded with gobbles responding to my box & slate calling. There were hens clucking too. Nothing came in close & I never did see the toms, but I had them so riled up that I could easily hear them fanning & strutting, but I just couldn't reel them in. They were no more that 40 yards out & would not commit to coming up over the rise. This went on for an hour when I looked over and saw a deer watching me. She never did spook & just like a light switch, those toms & hens never made another sound. Ughhhh !