Well turkey season opened here in Georgia on Saturday. The wife had been talking about her going with me and after a little discussion she decided she would go. We got up at 4:45 AM, had a few cups of coffee, packed our lunch and a couple of snacks, then headed toward Chestatee Wildlife Management Area here in Northeast GA. We arrived at the beginning of our walk at 6:00 AM. It was an 1 hour walk to get to the place where I wanted to listen for gobblers and we arrived at this quiet place just as there was a hint of light in the sky I blew my owl hooter before the birds started singing and had a couple of bard owls answer me. One of them came into within 30 yards of us and began doing the laugh. My wife had never heard a bard owl laugh and it kinda startled her to start with. Just as the birds were beginning to sing good and the crows holler, I blew my owl hooter again and heard one gobble. I blew it again and he gobbled again. I told my wife that we need to get a little closer and set up on him. We climbed the side of a ridge and set up. I gave the turkey time to fly down from the roost and began calling. He answered right back. After a little conversation with the gobbler, I told my wife that we needed to move that the turkey is wanting us to come to him and he doesn't want to come where we were sitting. So we moved and got closer. We got to within 150 yards of him and set up in a place that made if easy for him to come to us. I called a few times and he answered back each time but still didn't want to come. I called just a little more aggressive to him to try to fire him up then totally quit calling. He was quiet for a few minutes then started gobbling, then each time he gobbled he was getting closer. I went up to my wife and told her he is coming, get ready. The leaves were wet and I was a little nervous because we could not hear him walking. In about 5 minutes I seen a big red, white and blue head poke up about 30 yards away. The gobbler took a few more steps and my wife put a load of #5's in his head. This was her first turkey and boy was she excited. We sat there, celebrated and relived the hunt over a snack, then started our long walk back to the truck. I asked her if she wanted me to tote the turkey, she said no that she would tote it. She made it most of the way back to the truck before she let me tote it for her. This was a special hunt for me because it contained 3 firsts, my wife's first turkey, the first turkey that has ever been killed with a 12 gauge Winchester model 37 that my dad bought new and left to me when he passed and it was the first turkey checked out on the Chestatee Wildlife Management area this year. The gobbler weighed 22 pounds, had a 9 3/4" beard and 1" spurs.