Turkey season opens Monday morning so we’ve done a little scouting. There aren’t many out here. I’ve seen three toms (including these two) and eight hens in the last two months. The two bachelor toms were here about a week ago, fighting my Bourbon Red tom. It’s the last I’ve seen and heard of any turkeys in the area since. They disappeared like this last year, too. I’ll find one. I’m determined.
That’s the only picture of a turkey you’ll see here today. We saw one hen. In the spring season, hens are off-limits.
We rode up one road through the woods to get to a clearing. Steve said, “Look at the deer!” It took me a few seconds to find her through the trees.
We watched her for a moment. She was far enough away to not be too concerned by us. She looked back over her shoulder several times. I looked but saw nothing.
We drove away after a lot of photos and a couple of minutes and continued on to the clearing. We found no signs of turkeys and turned around to go on to the next place. On the way back Steve spotted the doe close to where we’d seen her earlier, and she had company. This is what she was looking for over her shoulder.
Her yearling fawn is still with her. They look good. If she’s pregnant now she’ll deliver in about a month and a half.
They’re not what we were looking for but I’m glad we found them.