The first turkey I ever killed was called up by a hen. Long story short, scouted before opening day. Heavy rains that night.creek swollen, late getting to spot. Hen yelping loudly, wait is that a hen sounds like a box call its a hunter,get a visual, its a hen assembly yelping, hear those gobbles after the yelping? Gobblers coming, move up between hens and gobs. Gobblers there out of sight, yelp three times on my true double, triple gobble, he's running to me 7 yards, piled him up at 5 steps. sometimes hens call gobblers