Not a monster by any means, but....

Its my last opportunity to hunt till bow season probably, and the shot presented itself, and I smoked him. Plus I like fried turkey breast.

Got in woods before daylight w/ no scouting. Found a palmetto to get my chair in and waited on daylight. Daylight was greeted by thunder booming all around me. I had one gobble 3-4 times 200 yards to my east at the thunder. At gray light I had hens tree yelping to my right at 50 yards. I talked to them real softly on the glass call. I heard them pitch out, but no idea where they went. I had 2 thunderstorms come by me, and at 8, it got dark. I mean really dark. Like I could barely see 30-40 yards dark. I looked at radar on my phone and realized I was fittna get an ass soaking. I had been calling very lightly and leaf scratching. I figured it was time to go for broke since I had to pack up. I cutt pretty hard on the glass call for about 45 seconds and put it in my leafy suit pocket, and started packing stuff up to go. Just when I was going to stand up , I notice 2 black blobs coming down the hammock (right to left). I got my POS homemade shooting stick up and gun on it. Within about 2 minutes they were in shooting range, but it was literally so dark with this storm coming I could barely tell they were turkeys, muck less identify sex. I passed them and let them continue to my left
When they got behind some scrubby crap I got my hat off and got my mouth call back out of it and in. They came out of the scrubby crap and were really searching for the source of the noise from a few minutes ago. They acted like they were gonna work away from me, so I hit a 3 note very soft yelp. I saw a beard silhouette on the furthest bird and pretty much realized it was 2 jakes. The closest bird walked straight at me. I hit a 2 note yelp, he stretched his neck out, and I pulled the trigger on the super mag

I've killed a lot of turkeys in my life, and this is only the second one that never flopped. Not even once. I actually had to look for it for a minute to find it. I hit it right in the base of the neck

I've shot jakes before but this one felt bigger than usual. I packed light on this hunt with only a gun, chair, thermacell and one pot call so I had to carry this bird old school over the shoulder. It felt about 50 pounds by the time I got out. Soon as I got to the truck, the heavens opened up

Weighed 13.75 pounds and a 4.5" beard. Nubs for spurs