“Snapshot Saturday”
![A traditional woodsman clucks twice with a wing bone call.](https://traditionalblackpowderhunting.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/02/Another_Attempt.jpg)
The post hunter’s still-hunt paused near an old shelter site. He settled in next to a wild cherry tree and surveyed the flat-topped knoll. After a brief pause, the wing-bone call touched impatient lips. Two soft clucks wandered through the cedar grove… Old Northwest Territory, a quarter mile east of the River Raisin, in the Year of our Lord, 1792.