I got lucky and was able to purchase an over the counter extra tag for the last season in MN and was going to be hunting near Cannon Falls.
I had a some close encounters with 4 different jakes over the first weekend but I decided to pass. It was now the last day of the season and I still hadn’t filled my tag.
The morning started out with a BANG! However, not exactly the type of bang that I had in mind. As I’m walking through the soaked woods in the dark I hear what I originally thought was fireworks going off. Yes.. fireworks. It goes on for about 5 seconds when all of a sudden there is a huge cracking noise. I look to my left about a hundred yards away, just in time to see a huge oak tree crash to the ground. 
It scared the hell out of me! I was literally shaking afterwards and then was thinking about what are the odds of that happening. The funny part about it, after the crash two different toms gobbled. 
Now….. I was awake! I finally made it to my spot and heard the same tom gobble again. I set up about 100 yards away and waited for it to get light. I sat there for about an hour and he never did gobble again and I only called in a hen.
It was time to do some runnin and gunnin. I walked and walked calling every 100 yards or so listening for a gobble. I covered about 1000 yards and heard nothing. As I made my way back to where I had originally started, I finally spot a tom through my binocs out in the field about 300 yards away from me. He out there strutting with two hens. I closed the distance to within 150 yards and set up along the fence line that was filled with brush. I called for about 20 minutes and I got no response. He was still out there struttin for the hens in exact the same spot.
So, I decided that I needed to close the distance even further. I belly crawled 100 yards through the wet prairie grass along the fence line moving closer to the birds. When I fianlly popped my head up – they were gone. 
They either went around the corner where I couldn’t see or perhaps they spotted me and went back into the woods. 
I decided to call and find out.
After 20 minutes of calling – nothing. 
Just then, I catch some movement to my right coming across the field the opposite direction that I saw the tom and two hens. Here comes 3 jakes. 
Most likely the same three jakes that I had already passed on earlier in the season. They trot right past me and go towards the corner of the field where I can’t see. Hmmmmm…. They obviously saw something over there. So I decided to stick it out and keep on calling.
About 20 minutes later … still nothing. I’m thinking about finally giving up. In fact, I pulled out my cell phone, checked the time and saw a voicemail on it. I called my voicemail and I’m listening to the message when all of a sudden… from my left here comes those 3 jakes again only 20 yards away. 
I’m in no position to move. They are looking right at me wondering where that hen is. I’m wondering if they can here the voicemail…. They slowly walk by and I do not move. 
I quickly shut the phone off and look up to see a TOM following the jakes! 
I still do not move and have the phone to my ear.
He looks my way and slowly walks past the small opening where I should have killed him. Now he’s behind some tall grass and I quickly pull up my shotgun. 
He takes a couple of more steps and stops. I can barely see his head but it’s the only chance that I’m going to have. I squeeze the trigger and BANG – he goes down! 
Patience once again paid off! I’m guessing it was the same tom that I had seen out in the field. The jakes must have seen him and the hens and that’s why the went over there in the corner. Not sure where the hens went but obviously the jakes pulled the tom away and came back towards me!
It was a very cool way to end the season getting a tom on the very last day. It was a bonus bird because I had already harvested a tom in WI and guided two other successful hunters.
He weighed in at 22 lbs, 3/4 inch spurs and a 10.75 inch beard.
The season has only been closed for one day and I’m already missing it!
This was my 11th year turkey hunting and each year it gets more fun! I had so many encounters (a couple of times without a gun) this year it was truly awesome. 
