Hello:   I was setting down to write a blog and heard what I thought were hail stones hitting the house but noticed no-one else had any golfball looking objects hitting their house.  Couple kids were throwing something at our house.  I yelled at them and the scurried slowly away.  Not sure why they picked me.  Rather odd.

     Adam and I hunted the wily turkey two days.  We called several toms in to about 40 yds at Norfolk in the am.  too far to hit with a bow.  Some nice gobblers though.  We then drove to the old home place near Orleans and set up a blind  (far from our truck)  Saw about 8-9 turks.  At one point had 5 toms within 7 yds and Adam was in the only position in the blind where he could not get a shot (difficult to envision I know).  I was calling and he was the killing person.  They weren't really wanting to be called in to decoys but basically milling around with some curiosity.  It was fun though.  It was quite windy and it hurt our ability to call and them and us to hear.  I think it's been too cold and dry and they are not operating properly.  Adam could have had several shots about 20 yds but chose (like a responsible hunter to not take the shots).  Yesterday (Sat.)  we just couldn't seem to locate them til just fore-noon.  We set up near a large group but another hunting group honed in on them and spooked them.  that was pretty much the end.  We did try after noon but when we had some gobbling and yelping activity a coyote showed up near our blind and them proceeded into the turkey group nearby and we heard the alarm sound.  No more activity after that.  It then rained and we left.  we drove back to Lincoln in rain, slush, small hail, etc.  kind of an interesting drive.  Had a good time and learned some things.  Adam has gotten over his potential squeamishness about maybe not feeling good about killing a turkey but now is motivated by anger and revenge for the turkeys of the world.  Next time......they die!!

Neal