as the red birds started to sing, a bird gobbled about 80 yards from us, I told her what the bird would do (like I really knew what I was talking about), day broke and the first hens flew down, then six more, still no gobbler. Then just below the creek bank to the left a red head seems to be growing out of the ground 60 yards from us, in one motion up in the field he plops into full stut. My wife wispers, her heart is about to come out of her chest, I said you should feel mine.......the picture explains the rest.
23lbs, 10.5 beard, one 2" spur and one 1.5" that was broke
Good luck the rest of the season.