Last years opener was as bad as it gets... rain, very high wind... calling was pointless... after a few sets, we (my son and I) did some scouting and spotted some birds... a short while later we had permission to hunt them. We put a small bush between us and the birds and crawled in as close as we felt comfortable... then began to call... they came in but retreated before we had the big gobbler in position... we belly-crawled about 30 yards closer and called again, again they came in but retreated without an acceptable shot... we held a conference and decided to get face down in the mud and worm closer (risky) to try to get to a fallen log... we made it, eased the guns into position and I made a few clucks... the hens and jakes started coming, but the gobbler held back. I told my son to take a jake if he wanted to, since the gobbler was still hung up... but just as he was lining up, the gobbler started coming... I nudged my son to hold-up... a minute later, I had the shot I was waiting for through an opening in the brush, I asked my son if he had a shot, he said "NO..." I said "should I take him?" He said, "shoot!" Boom... gobbler down... second Boom... jake down. And this was on a horrible day for turkey hunting... so, despite bad weather, get out there anyway and make something happen... On a typical calm sunny day, we would NEVER have pulled off that stalk and call tactic... we would have been busted before we were within a 100 yards.