Folding stool when calling turkeys?

yes knees won't let me do anything else plus mines got the bag for my calls gloves an headnet under neath

I can't sit on that pad on the ground hardly ten minutes, legs go to sleep, back hurts, got to try something different.

and then you need help getting up

Howd you know?

seen it happen

Yeah I already have a camouflage stool with a small back rest, gonna have to use it this year.

i use a gobbler lounger. i would leave my calls before i didnt carry my chair

I have a seat built into my vest

But...I shoot 3.5” Winchester Supreme Elite out of a Remington 870 Express Super Mag so I don’t sit right up against many trees.

I use one of these that I've had for 30+ years.


My son uses one of these we bought on Amazon:


His has backpack straps and folds. Both are a nice way to carry lunch and whatever else you might need.

I have one of the seats in that first pic. about worn it out

I just sit in my pickup next to a cattle feed yard.

i use a turkey thugs chair

No, but reminds of the time my pop set on a broadhead. I’s just a youngster with a lil bear compound bow and 3 hunting arrows tipped with wicked new broadheads. On a frosty morn we headed out for a sit in a brushy fence corner. As dawn began to kindle in the east Pop stood up for quick glass of the deer we were sure was heading our way. Still a bit dark to see he eased back down but came to an abrupt stop in mid crouch, punctuated with an audible grunt. “What’s wrong? Uhhg I think I set on an arrow. “Huh?” He had set them to the side in the weeds beside us, evidently one was broadhead up. He played it off for a minute or two, then rolled on his side and asked if I could see any blood. I answered “yes, about the entire size of your back pocket.” Long story long, no deer. That broadhead went through underwear, long johns, blue jeans, and Carhart bibs. The climax of an eventful fall hunt would bear witness to Mom applying butterflies bandages to a neat little X in his bare left butt cheek.

True story

I sit in my easy chair. When they come in the yard I open the door and fill my tags.