Sometimes a gobbler might know better, but his curiosity overcomes natural caution. Take the hefty tom bagged during the 2017 third season in Wisconsin as an example.
When the alarm jangled at 3:30 a.m. the wind was blowing hard, dark gray clouds hung heavily over the horizon, and rain drops had just starting to dribble. So, I did what any sensible person would do; I went back to sleep.
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