peckprice
01-13-2006, 08:19 PM
Wednesday morning, my Dad and I were running our trapline. It was 57 degrees and the robins were singing all throughout the woods. Just for kicks, I owlhooted and lo and behold, there was a gobbler fired back. He ended up gobbling 10-12 times for me. It just about ruined my day :p I hate getting fired up this early in the year. It makes April seem a million mile away.