Been in the mountains of NW Georgia this week harassing or trying to harass em. The birds have gobbled on the roost , to fly down and slap shut up. I have been talking in tounges!!!!! Went onto the ridge where I know 5 birds have been roosting this week, slipped in, sat down, and not a peep was heard
. I sat tight for almost an hour and began slipping through the property. I have been carrying a special mate to a set Ernie Fetters made for me and brought to Nashville for me, along with a "FANCY" ...HEE -HAW caller as he called it. I wanted to call a bird to the gun with this trumpet and return it to it proper place--in its display case in my Trophy room proudly displayed. Well, today was its day and I am proud to say. The ole bird hit and gobbled at it well, and I threw in a few yelps on the famed HEE -HAW caller for added measure. The bird drug in 3 other longbeards and around 9 hens as he gobbled to Ernies craftsmanship . The bird had a great double beard and a dandy set of spurs--that also brought blood from my hand. I am finally on the board in Georgia, thanks Ernie for the great call.
Heres the set:
the results of Ernies work....
and the results of looking at the bouble beard when the bird decided to start flopping in my hand after not moving at all...
