This bird and I have some history. It all started with a shot taken from too far away last year. The same thing happened again last month. He became call shy and avoided my decoys like a plague. This morning I bumped him up to the top of a hill in an open field. I flanked him and caught him running to the thick brush below. A swift 15 yard shot put “The Big Boy” down! 22.5 pounds, 11.5 inch beard, 1.125 inch spurs.