Morning # 2 had me down where I heard the Gobbles on day 1. Corner of a 75 yds wide creek and the river. 4 gobblers roosted just across the creek gobbling their heads off. None on my side of the creek. They started just after first light and I yelped just before sunup. Two answered immediately. And I just shut up. I just knew they would sail across the creek and into my lap. One walked the bank on the other side gobbling but wouldn’t come over for nearly 30 minutes. After he quit I walked the 100 yds to the creek and realized it was so foggy on the water I couldn’t see the other side. I wonder if they were scared to fly to where the couldn’t see?? Any advice?