Went out before daylight today for some scouting. Even before daylight they were gobbling their heads off. There were 3 of them on one ridge trying to out do each other. I slipped to within 150 yards and set up for some calling. I tried my turtle shell call first and they went crazy. Gobble after gobble. They were hot. I heard them fly down and they went silent. I kept quiet for 10 minutes when I saw one strutting at about 50 yards away. Back and forth he went on his strutting show. He traveled about 40 yards back and forth at least 8 times. You could hear him drumming and sputting. Here I sat a camoed up from head to toe but I hadn't set out my decoys. I want to get a couple of pictures with my digital camera. When he stepped behind a tree I would call to him and he would gobble. His head was white as white gets and his waddles were so red they looked like they would burst. He finally left the area for some reason with his feathers slicked down. I found out why. One of the other toms came in to take over the others territory. The show started all over again. My little camera couldn't focus on him through all the trees and I only got a couple of pics of him. He was within shooting distance. I finally let him work his way away from me and I sneaked away behind some cedars. I was working until 1:00 pm in my yard spreading seed and fertilizer and they gobbled every 15 minutes and were still gobbling when I left. If I had a shot gun with me they wouldn't have said a word as I walked through the woods. BTW......no mushrooms.