Best hunt, all of them. But the one that will stick with me the most would be my first ever.
Didn't know anything, I mean anything about turkey hunting, but my father invited me to go. He had been hunting turkys for 5 years with out any luck.

I found this site, and the south board and started reading everything I could.

Get out to the site and set up. Here my first ever fly down cackel, sounded like a pack up monkeys to me. The field in front of me comes alive with little periscopes all in it.

From my left a hen walks by at about 15 yards. I'm looking hard at her to somehow turn her into a tom, with no luck.

Then, sneaky peet, steps in. Stops at 15 yards behind a palm tree. Have the gun on the trunk of the tree waiting for him to go forward or back. He steps back and then it's over.

I scream like a Klingon at my first ever turkey. Now I've got a problem. What do I do now.

Walk back to my fathers spot. Tell him I sorry for ruining his hunt but I got a bird and didn't now what to do next. He just sits there shaking his head and laughing.