My first turkey was pure luck.
I drove to our hunting camp after working second shift. Got in around 2AM and went to bed. Didn't feel like getting up early.
Got up and got some breakfast and drove over to my uncles place to ask him if he'd been seeing any turkeys recently. He tokld me a field he'd been seeing them in.
Mind you, at this point I have zero turkey experience. I took my shotgun and walked down the edge of that field and sat down.
I wasn't even settled in yet when I see a turkey walking down the edge towards me. Waited until he was right on top of me and let him have it.
Had an 11" beard and 1" spurs. I was back to the truck 12 minutes after I had gotten out. And back to my uncles place 20 minutes later showing it off.
He was quite surprised. I was wearing field pants and a dark blue hoodie. Had no idea what I was doing. But got a nice bird.
-Jake