We just step out of the blind and take a few steps and, "gobble, gobble, gobble!" A Tom gobbled right behind us! We quickly get set up and he just keeps gobbling, I wouldn't even call and he would gobble. But I messed up on this one. I thought he was somewhere where he wasn't, and he ended up working right along the fence line up through the valley right in front of the blind. Darn. After sitting there for a little and watching this monster Tom strut up the valley, and shaking off the disappointment of setting up wrong on him we kept on walking to the fence line on the way back end of the farm, this always seems to be a hot spot for later in the morning gobbling. I stand right by the fence line and hammer on my mouth call, yelping my loudest yelps, when I hear, "gobble, gobble, gobble, gobble." Four different Toms answer my call!