bamaranger
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So I'm out on the state land the other day, on foot along a gravel road that passes through some gobbler country, listening and glassing. Trucks go by now and again, but that's not uncommon. I've seen lots of birds strutting on this stretch, I may see or hear one.
So I'm off the gravel, leaned up against a tree, full camo, when a truck eases into sight , 1/4 mi or so off. It slows, stops, guy leans out the window w/ a box call, and ........yawk......yawk........yawk. Never even shut off the truck.
Drives on past, stops, 100 or so yds or so down..yawk, yawk, yawk..same deal. Drives out of sight......but in the distance, again, the box call.
Good grief, does this guy not know that a gobbler KNOWS that a hen does not drive a 4x4 Chevy. Sure, birds gobble at the darndest things, but.....out the window? A gravel road......crunch, pop, rumble!!!
Everybody wants to strike a bird from the road, from the truck! Which suits me fine.
Road warrior's, that's what I call'em.
So I'm off the gravel, leaned up against a tree, full camo, when a truck eases into sight , 1/4 mi or so off. It slows, stops, guy leans out the window w/ a box call, and ........yawk......yawk........yawk. Never even shut off the truck.
Drives on past, stops, 100 or so yds or so down..yawk, yawk, yawk..same deal. Drives out of sight......but in the distance, again, the box call.
Good grief, does this guy not know that a gobbler KNOWS that a hen does not drive a 4x4 Chevy. Sure, birds gobble at the darndest things, but.....out the window? A gravel road......crunch, pop, rumble!!!
Everybody wants to strike a bird from the road, from the truck! Which suits me fine.
Road warrior's, that's what I call'em.