Went out today for the second time hoping to close the deal on this season by filling my second tag. Total heartbreak! I didnt see or hear a single thing all day. At noon, I decided to call it quits and took down my decoys and packed up all my stuff. I was just about to walk out my blind when I started practicing my mouth call and sure enough I got a gobble. A tom made his way onto the property from the opposite end. Great! I was all packed and ready to leave. I loaded up the gun again and just sat down where I stood since my chair was packed as well. It took about 10 mins but I managed to call him to 20-25 yards and he strutted and gobbled the whole way. He stopped close to where I missed the jake on opening day. Anyway, I didnt feel confident taking the shot due to a few obstructions in the shooting land. I just needed him to take a couple more steps to get a truly ethical shot off, but he just stood there for ten mins. Since my decoys werent out, he knew something was up with the calls that brought him in and eventually slowly backed out exactly how he came in. Although he wasnt as big as my opening day bird, he was likely a 22-23lbs and far more impressive then my opening day Tom. He lives to see another day and my season continues...