Killed my very first turkey ever this morning. Bad thing is that it was a bearded hen! I thought it was a jake when I shot, but then got to it and it had no spurs. It was about 9 this morning and there was a few gobblers just hammering away for whatever reason. I set up on a old grassy road, put out Ms Jenny (my decoy) and give a few purrs and just a couple of yelps. At 9:06 I see a turkey coming, I see the beard and at about 25 yards I shoot. It was exciting. Just wish it wasn't a hen. I'll be after the big ones next week!