I am on the road and they have the sound cut off on this video and I will have to wait till I get back to Greenville, Ms. to hear what she is saying - - - but I can I'magine.
I was hunting early in the season a few years back on a cold, wet, dreary day. It was opening weekend, and nothing going on off the roost. Since it started to rain, I climbed into a shooting house on an old abandoned food plot to get out of the rain. This is hog back territory in Franklin Co., Ms. and the food plot was on a creek at the bottom of some impressive hog backs. I sat in the shooting house and raised the windows. With highest hopes, I let out some mighty impressive cackles, then cuts and yelps to yaise a gobble. After short period, a hen came into the food plot and began to yelp with intensity. She came up to the shooting house and began to cut excitedlly. --- So I cutt back. She came closer to the shooting house, looked directly up at my position and proceeded to say, come on out, I am waiting on you. I kept up the duel and after about 20 minutes grew tired of her antics and tappered off, thinking a gobbler would soon show up. He didn't, so I kept up the duel and she started back up and came back over to the shooting house. We resumed the dual and it became almost comical at the exchange. No gobbler showed up, but it was the most fun that I have ever had with a hen. ---- I still wonder who won the duel?
