I have two. The first one was the first day of Turkey season in VA and I sat behind a small pine tree next to alarge fieldcalling to two gobblers for well over an hour. They didn't come to me because they had hens w/ them but I thought it was pretty good since that was my first time doing serious.
The other one was when I shot at a jake while sitting in the middle of the same field a few weeks later. I knew I'd miss since it was about to leave the field and I only had a far off shot but it was still fun.