By Daryl R. Clair Artwork by Ken Hunter I CAN’T REMEMBER a time when I didn’t expect to have success when heading into the woods for a hunt. Although an old friend of mine used to remind me “that’s why they call it hunting instead of getting” when we ended a non-productive day afield, I always started a day of hunting with the attitude that I would be filling a tag. The reality for me is that over the years I have spent many more days hunting than getting. My success rate has increased dramatically in recent years, partly because I’ve spent more time in the woods, but mostly because I’ve had the great fortune of getting to hunt with a friend who has selflessly tutored me MARCH 2013 in the art of spring gobbler hunting. I can’t imagine a better situation than having a skilled turkey hunter who has access to quality turkey habitat teaching me what it takes to be successful. During the first week of the 2011 season I joined my buddy, Mickey, early one morning to head for an area where he knew gobblers had gone to roost the night before. We moved quickly, yet cautiously to get into place before morning light. With the decoys in position, we settled into our spots to wait for the flydown. The first loud gobble of the 3