Paul heard 5 gobblers at daylight. But before he could set up on one it started raining. Althought we got wet before getting back, we set in the truck until it quit. He got on them again after the shower. Paul set up above them on the steep bank, yelped about 4 times, then the tom gobbled twice and came stright in running. He said there was 4 of them running toward him and they all looked to be the same size. So he picked out the best shot he had and shot. The bird flooped down the hill. He said the other 3 flew down the mtn.