Today was almost a great day, well it was a great day, but the birds still eluded us. I decided to take a couple days off work with the plan to head up to the Delaware River to hit up some morning turkeys and shad. Unfortunately the prediction of pouring rain kept us from our annual pilgrimage. So we decided to head south to MD for morning turkey hunt. It was wet and drizzly, but there were a few birds going. My dad and I took off after what sounded like 3 birds. Navigating the woods proved to be difficult, lots of thick underbrush. We chose to try and get above him on an opposite hill. We didn't make it, mistake #1. The bird gobbled what seemed like right in our face. We set up immediately, stuck a decoy out. Total visibility maybe 20 yards, mistake #2. The bird came off the roost in our direction right at the bottom the hill. We had crossed a fence earlier on in our trek, mistake #3. The bird worked back and forth for a solid hour before he stopped gobbling. We waited awhile and finally decided to go after a different bird, mistake #4. We stood up and walked down to the decoy just to spook the Tom just beyond a fence, right beside a creek that he wouldn't cross, all of which we couldn't see.
After that we headed up the hills to fields we started in and sat for awhile. About 30 minutes later we saw a gobbler about 500 yards through the field. We called and he looked at us, turned away and walked into a waist high hay field. About 10 minutes later he came back out for a few minutes and disappeared. By now the rain was really falling. Then he came back out into the field. We called again and he started working his way towards us along the edge of a plowed field. Then he disappeared into the woods and never saw him again. What a fun morning!

