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Sunday, November 20. 2016
No, this is not about the national WTF? health care bill. While our Editor tends to focus on supporting Ducks Unlimited and the Nature Conservancy, both highly worthy volunteer organizations, I have been a supporter of the National Wild Turkey Federation for many years.
The recovery of the American Wild Turkey populations, like that of Egrets after the turn of the last century, has been a giant success of intelligent conservation.
Whether you want to shoot 'em and eat 'em, or just look at these huge birds (I like to do both), their resurgence is a great gift to America - thanks to conservation organizations.
The WTF has basically accomplished their goal. Turkeys are everywhere now, and huntable in most places. However, like government programs, non-profits rarely close up shop when their work is done. They tend to find something else to do, if only to keep their jobs. It's a sad fact that Ducks Unlimited still has much of their original mission to accomplish - wild duck populations, and the other wetlands critters that inhabit the habitats that DU protects and rehabilitates - remain far below where they were in years past.
There are a number of species of Wild Turkey in the New World. None native to the Old World.
Photo above: You all know that the males only display like that when they are overcome with love and/or horniness.
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Old cornball Soupy Sales line:
I was out on the porch plucking the turkey for Thanksgiving. Bird got so mad, I could have killed it.
reminds of those suppositories the doc gave me. might as well have stuck 'em up my bum for all the good they did me
You want turkeys - I'll give you my 150 acres of woods to hunt them in - as many turkey as you want. Get 'em all as far as I'm concerned.
Note: Two windshelds and a new truck hood and grill in one week due to flying turkeys too stupid to fly more than 6 feet off the ground and too stupid to understand and, no you can't race the truck across the road.
You are right, they are stupid and do fly low. My old granny used to say they were so stupid they would stand out in a bad rain storm looking up with their mouths open and drown. Don't know if that one is true, but they don't have much intelligence. Wish I could transport some of your turkeys to my place, the surrounding development/destruction has run them off.
Since being introduced in my area about 20 years ago, the turkey population has exploded. They have managed to this by themselves without any so called Turkey Federation's help. Why should one waste one's money belonging to an organization turkeys don't need? As for the Nature Conservancy, if an organization that buys up private land and sells it at a profit to the Feds is your cup of tea, then we have a profound disagreement on the definition of worthwhile volunteer organizations.
Who introduced the Turkeys?
What the NWTF often did, essentially, was re-introduce Turkeys to areas where they had once ranged but had disappeared for any number of reasons. After that it was pretty much up to the Turkeys to do what Turkeys do.
Nebraska Game & Parks re-introduced them. My tax dollars at work. I do not believe they are indigenous to the Great Plains.
Would that make them an invasive species?
Heh!! I don't know, maybe ask the Buffalo what they think about it.
IIRC, I think the WT's natural habitat was most of the U.S. East of Western Texas, with isolated populations on the West Coast, and them some down in Mexico & up in Canada. And I actually seem to remember that map didn't show a straight line at the edge of Texas, there was an eastward dip somewhere above it, maybe where the plains are, so that could be Nebraska way.
I sure wish we had wild turkeys hear in central Alberta, from what I have read about them they would be a hoot to hunt and what tastes better at thanksgiving and Christmas?
Missouri has a large and healthy population of Eastern Wild Turkeys. On my farm we enjoy seeing and hearing them all year long yet I and many others do continue to be members of and contributors to the NWTF. I have been challenged many times when trying to sell tickets to a banquet why we need to help the turkeys at all.
Part of my committment comes with age. Its called memory. I remember when we had none on the farm. In fact it was an event if driving in North Missouri to see one. Cars would stop just to look.
The NWTF has been a leader in working with habitat efforts. Turkey habitat benefits quail ( in very bad shape population wise), deer, songbirds, and other species that co inhabit those areas.
The Women in the Outdoors program and the work with handicapped hunters is important as well as rewarding.
Our right to hunt is easily taken for granted yet we see each year strong efforts to restrict our heritage of hunting. NWTF is a big supporter of hunting rights for all species of game animals.
As a member of NWTF, Quality Deer Management, Quail Unlimited and Ducks Unlimited, my only hope is that future generations have the same rights, the same opportunities and that we never again see Turkey or any other species fall in populations again.
Its just to easy to take for granted the things we are blessed with in abundance.
Over the summer I have watched a flock of turkeys grow up in my century-old built-out inner-city neighborhood.
I met them one afternoon in July when the hen was blocking my walkway. As a city boy, she gave me quite a fright. Now they stop by regularly and we treat each other as part of the neighborhood. Can’t get ’em to help me clean the garage, though.
Bird Dog, I'm glad to hear you got your appetite back. You're looking might peckish in the photo.
I'm wondering if Bird Dog's going to pluck it or cook it or anything or just commence to chompin'.
I grew up close to where the NWTF is headquartered in South Carolina. In the early '80's I used to go hunting for them in the morning before school & evening after school. Turkeys weren't rare, but generally you wouldn't see one unless you went looking for them at the right time of day, in the right places etc.
Now they're all over the place. You'll see them in fields and at the edge of woods near pretty busy rural-ish roads. You didn't used to see them that much out in the open.
You'll even see them in the big city!! I live in Atlanta now & I've seen them in the vicinity of the Emory campus. There are several creeks cutting through the Atlanta area that serve as conduits for various critters to travel from the suburbs into more urban areas.
They are even "Up North", in the Lake Charlevoix area in Michigan. I've nearly hit them several times, coming over a rise at 50 mph. I don't think the price of a grill/hood/windshield would be offsef by the benefit of a roadkill dinner.
Knew a turkey farmer once. He said they deserved to be eaten, because they were so dumb that when there was a cloudburst, they would open their bills, look up at the sky, and drown themselves.
That's pretty dumb, don't you think?
Bird Dog ... Don't kid the goldfish, as the old expression goes. That's not a picture of you. You're lots better looking than that, I betcha.
Actually...the farmer was talking about farmed turkeys. The wild ones are very smart, very wily, and quite intelligent. I've seen 'em plenty of times in the rain!
I've got the buggers on my land just north of 49 at Kragmont BC. But I've no license to shoot them. They may be stupid but they laugh at me. Strut around acting like they owned my joint. Not for long though.
We have them in the urban Twin Cities, too. People have bought eggs, then raised them in their back yard. Of course, unlike WKRP's birds, these can fly, and soon they're harassing pedestrians.
The second and subsequent generations seem to be more wary of humans, though, and avoid close contact. They like hanging out in the rough wooded areas within the city.
BD, a word of sartorial advice: until you lose that pesky five pounds, you might want to wear the dark solid colors, or at most an understated vertical line motif. Remember, there is only the one chance to make that first impression!
You are surely Shark Tank fans, let me indulge.
You go in, with a crew of 11 cameras and 44 crew, into the Shark Tank studios. All without fanfare, which means GREASE.
You pay everyone involved you can cash.
Cold, hard cash.
Then, with a camera on all the Shark Tank talent, plus all the crew filming the talent, and you, and your buddy, and your buddy's friend. And the producers and others.
You three all go up in there and do what's needed: Start the cartel down-falling upon itself.
You question how and why he or she made their money and what instances don't pass Republican muster.
They will be dumbfounded.
The Shark Tank talent.
As we all are.
Republican muster is always everchanging according to our foes.
More than once, over the years, I've told musicians again and again: Son of a Bitch Holiday.
That's the name!
That's the name of your group or album!!!
Years and years, ever since I saw Tombstone with Ku. Russel as Wy. Earp.
I enjoy seeing the picture of that handsome young man holding that turkey every year!
How nice to also see an old post from our dear departed Marianne.
A two-fer before Thanksgiving!
The pro football team had just finished their daily practice session when a large turkey came strutting onto the field. While the players gazed in amazement, the turkey walked up to the head coach and demanded a tryout.
Everyone stared in silence as the turkey caught pass after pass and ran right through the defensive line. When the turkey returned to the sidelines, the coach shouted, "You're terrific!!! Sign up for the season, and I'll see to it that you get a huge bonus."
"Forget the bonus," the turkey said, "All I want to know is, does the season go past Thanksgiving Day?"
I love the turkeys, beautiful and majestic in their plumage. In Western Oregon they can be found almost everywhere. I have seen flocks in excess of two dozen adult birds walking around. More often see them one or two at a time. Franklin's choice for the American symbol instead of the bald eagle.
The sight of wild turkeys in flight can be striking. Came across a small flock of them early one morning. They took flight about twenty feet away from me. The morning sun reflecting from their iridescent feathers in flight was breathtaking.
Correction; there are only two species of turkey in the Americas. There is the Wild Turkey, from which the domestic turkey is derived; that is Meleagris gallopavo. Then there is the Ocellated Turkey found only in the Yucatan, that is Meleagris ocellata.