The roost me and my buddy have killed the most birds out of was a huge bust. The first day we had 4 hens fly down and feed right through us. Not a gobble within earshot though. Thought it was a fluke and went back on Saturday and sent my buddy to another spot. Had a dozen hens fly down Saturday morning! Again zero gobbles, I'm still a bit at a loss as to what could have been going on there.
My buddy got on em in his spot on Saturday. He was waiting a jake to work in towards him when I came in to join up for the late morning. Bye bye turkey.
Sunday was a mess thanks to the rain. As usual, we bumped 6 jakes on the way out of our permission to hunt land. Definitely gotta work on my butt patience in the late season.