On the weekends, I work at a site which houses a considerable
wild turkey population. Typically, three wild turkeys, two males and a female (the boys have
snoods, dewlaps, and tassles while the girls present a sleeker, less baroque profile. About a week ago, I had a lull between performing the necessary work tasks and picking wild raspberries, so I poked around on the internet and found a
wild turkey soundboard. I then began "calling" the turkeys from my phone.
After a couple of plays, the turkeys started gobbling back at me, and the boys puffed like they were posing for Thanksgiving greeting cards:
I reached a point where I decided that I didn't want the turkey to see me as an amatory rival, and more importantly, I didn't want to harass my feathered compatriots, so I ceased my trolling. The boys usually engage in their conflicts in June, when they strut like ugly peacocks. There's no need to confuse them in August.
4 comments:
Pretty funny. They're tough critters, I think they can handle it!
P.S. My brother saw a big rattlesnake on the road today. He used a stick to move it off and send it on its way back to the woods. I'd love to have pics, but when I came back through with him from my sister's house it was no where to be seen. He took one or two with his cellphone, I might go with those.
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I would love to see a wild turkey, no such things here just the poor creatures bred for Xmas. We used to live near a farm that bred them, they were moved from one shed to another when they were big enough. It was quite a sight seeing them herded along the lane by a man with a VERY long stick.
My brother saw a big rattlesnake on the road today. He used a stick to move it off and send it on its way back to the woods.
That is so cool, I have to say I am jealous.
I would love to see a wild turkey, no such things here just the poor creatures bred for Xmas.
Next time you're in New York, I'll take you for a visit. I love bringing friends to work.
You're on
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