Well, I've done it again with my impatience. 13 September, a bit before 0930, on a nice wide bench which contains some decent game trails in (insert state here). I set up and have been doing some world class cold calling (herd talk, some light raking, and an occasional scream mixed in) for about 20 minutes. Just as I motion to my buddy with a subtle hand wave signaling "let's go", I feel eyes on my location. Turning to the right, there he is, about 50 yards away. He must have came out of an underground bunker! I still have the wind (moving from right to left), and, both myself and buddy are set up with good cover/concealment to our backs, but barney bull probably saw my movement. What's do you think my game plan should be, if any, to keep this adventure going and perhaps get a shot?