Hours of driving around looking for days and no luck fi alt found two nice toms. Watched them roost 30 yrds off the road. So I talked the old man I to getting a tag cause hes never shot a bird just always calls them for other people. Well was his turn so we set up on them next morning. In the wetest woods/swamp we have around. Sat there and he leans over and says grampas with us. I kinda smiled and then the turkey gobbled finaly on the roost was game on. Then had few deer come in close thinking they were gunna bust everything but didnt turkeys pooped out of the tall swamp grass. And were on top of us. So it was a 1 2 3 shoot and we had are selfs a double up on some awsome mi turkeys.
And a hunt that will never be forgotten father son dads first turkey and grampa was with us. All said and done intime to take a nap before 10 haha