Same down here. I went out and heard absolutely nothing at the spot where I've been seeing birds. I went to another spot and hit the box call and had one knock my hat off he was so close and loud. I sat down and called a few more times and he would cut me off he was so hot. He came in about 5 minutes later and it was a tom with about a 4-5 inch beard. Well, I say "tom" but he wasn't really a jake and he wasn't a tom. I let him go. I had him at 15 yards with the sights on his head, so mentally, he's dead. Good experience though.

I have to say, hens suck sometimes in the south too.