"The weather was mild, (with) a fair breeze, and we finally picked out and arrived at our location about 6:45 a.m.," Laura wrote. "It was very nerve-racking as 39 hens walked by with three longbeards trailing at the back.
The hens were very close, and (we had) to sit completely still so (we didn't) spook them until the longbeards were within shooting range. It was very exhilarating to watch the longbeards strut and drum while (we waited) for them to approach. At last they arrived, and one still trailed behind a couple of feet.
The leader seemed to stop and pop his head up, and his partner was about a foot and half behind but was quickly catching up. I took the shot dead on at the first gobbler, aiming for the wattles, and boom, they both fell.
I jumped up and couldn't believe it! One shot, two down.
As we walked up to view the birds, I heard the guide remark, 'Jelly heads.' That's yet another term in hunting lingo I picked up."

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