This one time at band camp....
Not really. This one time at deer camp I was sitting under an oak tree waiting to shoot a huge buck when a gang of turkeys walked right up on me, led by a monster Tom.
No kidding, he was within five feet of me. I dared not fire my rifle because I figured if my concealment was good enough for turkeys, it be good enough for bucks. I froze stiff, and knew better than to reach for my blade.
I sat in the snow and enjoyed watching them walk right amongst me. Any other day and I would have had gobbler on the plate.
Turkeys are smart and have fantastic eyesight.
I have to think that they knew I was there, but also knew that they weren't my game.