 And bird drops strut, and he and the hens take off through the woods. They skirt around me, cross the road in front of my truck, and I see them going up over a ridge on the other side of the road. I'm thinking, well, that's probably over, but I'll give it a little bit, and then I'll try to get up over that ridge and see if I can fire him up again. And so I went after him, got up over the ridge, and just about got sat down, and he gobbled, and he was just out of sight. And I hit a call, and...