Finished eating breakfast about 20 till 8 this morning. Carolyn look out the window at her bird feed and said "What's that up there in the road?" Grabbed the field glass and about 1/8 mile West in the middle of the rock road was a tom in full strut. The hen was off to the South side and walked down into the ditch towards a small group of trees. Tom was right behind still in full strut as though he was saying "This one is mine!" Our season opens Monday morning and I am ready.
