There are several honorable mentions, but the most memorable happened last year. I was able to find my old post to copy. Sorry it's long. I was still pretty excited when I wrote it:
I struck out a couple places early yesterday. Storms were rolling through, but I drove to another spot for the afternoon. I checked the radar, set my alarm for 1 hour, and took a nap in my truck. Woke up and the rain had passed and it looked like I had a couple hours before the next line hit. I headed out hunting slow and checking fields. I made it to the far side of the farm with only a 4-leaf clover to show for it. It was starting to get dark again off to the west but I figured I had just enough time to hunt my way back to the truck before the rain hit again. I dont mind hunting in rain, but the next line on the radar looked serious. I was on a high spot about to turn back when it thundered in the distance. A turkey gobbled near the edge of a field below me.
Accepting that I was going to get wet, I moved in 100 yards or so and set up on a pinch point where his field passed into a smaller field. It was getting windy so I called pretty loud on a box. He answered and I waited. I called again 15 minutes later but no answer. Soon, as the storm got closer, he gobbled again at thunder. He was in the same spot roughly 200 yards away. There is a small finger of woods leading towards his edge of the field, but it is a miserable mix of privit and greenbrier perfectly suited for rabbits and not much else. He gobbled a couple more times from the same spot so I decided to suck it up and make a move. The wind and rain helped cover the noise and - now bleeding from the briar scratches - I made it to a spot near the field edge. I thought I was within 100 yards of him. I clucked and yelped on a wingbone but got no answer. 15 minutes passed and another clap of thunder drew another gobble - this time 300 yards across the field. I figured he moved away from me so I eased up to see part of the field. I saw a turkey strutting out in the field moving right to left towards a block of woods not far from my first setup. I moved back through the thicket the way I came planning to circle him. Just past the briar patch I ran into 4 turkeys. They were nervous but not completely bumped so I yelped a little hoping they would stick around long enough to confirm my suspicion. Confirmed - they were jakes.
I continue my circle maneuver but now the storm was fully upon me. Lightning was serious and I was thinking how stupid it was to be chasing a 20 lb bird in circles during that kind of storm. I made a conscious effort not to get close to the tallest trees. I got to a spot near a short tree and waited. More thunder and the bird gobbled in the woods east of me. That's where the strutter looked to be heading when I saw him, but he got there faster than me. As I was planning my move another clap of thunder rumbled and the first turkey gobbled near where I first heard him. Turns out he was there all along and the strutter I saw was a different turkey. He was the closest to me so I headed back that way. He gobbled at thunder while I was moving and it sounded like he had moved into the woods. He was still ~ 150 yards away and the aforementioned briar thicket was between us. Plus, I hadn't called from that area since my jake encounter 30 minutes earlier, so I knew he was't coming to me from where he was. I wanted him to gobble again so I could course him before moving any farther, so I stopped just on my side of the thicket. I leaned my gun against one fork of a big forked tree and I leaned against the other. I was looking through the fork at a tangle of briars and pouring rain waiting for it to thunder when a glint of red appeared. Then, slowly, a wet turkey materialized through the vines and rain, looking intensely in every direction. He was 40 yards away. My gun was 1 yard away. He went behind a clump of briars and I slowly reached for my gun. He stepped out. I now had my hands on my gun, but I was holding it like one might hold a broom. Not in any position to shoot. He stepped behind another clump, and I was able to shoulder my gun without being seen. I started using a fastfire sight recently and I really like it. But I discovered that they are not ideal for use in driving rain. The wet lens was blurry at best, but I could just make out his red head when it came into view. I settled my blurry red dot over it and touched off one more rumble of thunder.
I brought him back to my forked tree and laid him down to admire him in all his wet turkey glory. I was bent down looking him over and I saw a morel right next to his head. I searched around and found a dozen or so. On the walk out I also found two antler sheds. So I didn't get killed by lightning, I found a dozen morels and two shed antlers, and I killed a 4 bearded gobbler. What more could you ask of a single 4-leaf clover?