This morning I found myself on the wrong side of a berm that bordered between a large field and the woods I was in. The berm was made from heavy machinery in the area and was too large for the gobbler to climb over, thick fresh cut tree branches and piled dirt. I had him at 30 yds and realized that I would have to stand up in full view of the gobbler to get a shot. Luckily it was very humid and the field was thick with fog. I could barely see the gobbler and he was only 10 yds from the edge of the woods. He came into my trumpet calling from a few hundred yards away and I didn't want to screw this up. Try as I might he would not cross the berm so at last I stood up and tried to center my sights on him through thick brush. He dropped out of strut but didn't spook thanks to the thick fog. My Winchester Extended Range loads did the job at 30 yards. No sooner did I run out to the field and tag him the fog burned off completely. 21 lbs 13 oz, 1 inch spurs, two beards - 10.5 and 2.5 inches. This was my 2nd gobbler in WI along with the one I bagged in KS and 2 others called in for friends for a total of 5 birds taken with my trumpet this year.
