Rain was forecasted again for the next day but I was hoping to get back there and get the other tom. I was up at 4 am and got the morning chores done and was on my way. I arrived at the parking area and begin the short climb up to the power line in a light rain.

When I reached the power line I didn’t do any calling but headed to the top of the hill where I was the day before. I just stood there and listened for a minute and it wasn’t long and they started. There were at least 4 toms gobbling on the roost but this time I was ready. I set the hen decoy and got into position.

I sat there waiting for it to get light. The birds kept gobbling and when I figured the time was right I started working the box call ,,,,,,,,,,, but no response. I then tried the slate call and still nothing. I kept calling alternating between the slates and box but could not get any return talk. I decided to just sit and listen for a bit.

After half an hour of calling and listening, two bald heads appeared, coming up over the edge of the bank 30 yards from me the exact same place as the day before. When they got in the pines I raised the gun in position. I could see the birds through the pines and when the lead bird spotted the decoy the tail fanned. I could tell it wasn’t a jake so when he came into the open down he went. It was the same spot as the day before and another two year old bird with an 8 1/2 inch beard and 7/8 inch spurs.