okay.

He was more of a fall hunter, so we kind of learned the spring game together.

But anyways, I can remember him calling on a box call, and the first turkey we ever called in, we were sitting there, and I can remember I didn't have a call, and my dad did all the calling.

Anyways, long story short, we had a Jake...

For some reason, we set up below him, which is kind of a mistake.

And long story short, it flanked around and came in from behind us and literally walked right up behind me and walked up to my dad.

And he didn't hear it until the last second and had to swing on it and ended up missing it.

Mm-hmm.