His push-button call was extremely deep and often skipped notes when Tony pushed the plunger. They were the worst of all. Our hunt was slowly deteriorating in my mind before it began in earnest. But over the course of the next four hours, the veteran Tony Cap taught this novice wise guy a lesson. He taught me that scouting is everything in the turkey woods .
Clothing means nothing, and lifelike calling only matters in competitions.
Despite his recent surgeries, Tony Cap walked the trails of the Pike County game lands better than his charges. If anything, I think Tom and I slowed him down. I shot that turkey, but Tony Cap did all the work. That brought the big bird right to my feet. Shame on me for underestimating Tony Cap.