This was the last morning my son and I could go out. We are glad we did. We took yesterday morning off as I needed to work and we were both dog tired from getting up at 4:00 Friday thru Monday. We had seen birds almost everyday but getting close was challenging. It seemed like the birds on this property really like to stay in the woods. So Monday when we left late morning I put the blind in the middle of the woods on a ridge top/pinch point where a couple mowed trails crossed. We heard birds in here both Saturday and Sunday morning and we could get in pretty quietly on the mowed trails. Kind of bold move as we knew we would be close to the roost and could bust them out but with this being the last day and I could only hunt for a couple hours it was worth the move. We got in pretty quietly about 4:50. I set up a hen and jake at about 15 yards. At 5:00 on the dot we had one gobble about 100 yards right in front of us. Perfect! he was pretty vocal. he was sounding off about 1 a minute. I was going to wait until about 5:15 as it was dark in the woods before I gave any soft clucks. About 5:10 a hen started clucking and she was really close. Maybe 50 yards but with the thick leaves we could not see her. Again perfect, I did not need to call as she was doing it for us. For the next 10-15 minutes every time he would gobble she would answer. It was kind really cool! Meanwhile we had others around us start gobbling. I seriously think this morning was one of the most vocal I have heard all season. We were trying to keep track. We think we had 7 different gobbles going in all directions. Guessing they were all within 1/4 mile. Kind of odd as we were here Monday Morning and only heard a couple a long ways way. About 5:30 the hen had been quiet for awhile so I gave a couple really soft clucks and a Tom Roared back from within 50 yards up in the tree. He must have been near the hen. Fun to see my son's eye almost pop out of my head. That dude was close! I gave a couple more, probably should not have as everything went silent. So I did as well. About 5:35 we heard 3 sets of wings fly down and away. Bummer. We sat silent for about 10 minutes. I was thinking of making a move to get in front of those birds when a 3-4 started gobbling to our right 2-300 yards. I clucked back and they answered every time and were slowly working closer. I think they were in the field but we were in the woods. Suddenly another one gobbled behind about 200 yards. My son wanted to move closer to him but I said we are in a good spot, a pinch point. And with birds responding we needed to be patient and see how it plays out a little longer. About 5:45 I gave a couple loud cuts and another gobble sounded back in front of us. The first Toms were coming back! Suddenly we spotted them at abut 75 yards. A hen, a Jake and 2 Toms and they were crossing in front of us but were not headed our way. So I gave a couple soft clucks. Both Toms puffed up, Roared, looked our way and as soon as they saw the decoys they sprinted up to them. Happened really fast! They again puffed up and circled the hen. I told Jake to wait for one to stop moving and then I clucked to get one to stick his neck out, as he did Jack dropped him ion his tracks! The other Tom trotted off a few yards and then came back to jump on him. Would have been an easy double! Jack's first Tom and a nice one to boot! Almost identical to the one I dropped a few weeks ago. 22 lbs, 9 1/4 beard. 1/2 spurs. Needless to say he was kind of pumped!