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Gobble, gobble, gobble…

Was out driving around the other day when a bunch of black specks out in a field, close to a tree line, caught my eye. Of course I had to slam on the brakes, throw on the flashers and ease off the road onto the soft gravel and dirt they call shoulders around here. This time of year with everything thawing, that can be a risky under taking. Particularly if you would like to get back on the road at some point without taking half the shoulder with you or spreading it out in a wide fan behind you.

For years I’ve been seeing a flock of turkey in this area. Sometimes here and other times in another field a mile or two away. Hopefully you’ll be able to see that the two birds that are the closest have pretty substantial beards on them.

Not sure if anyone hunts them in either of these fields.

In the above picture, as lame as it is allowing for the limitations of my camera, I count 14 of the specks heading through the field. There were quite a few more outside of the picture frame. This field is usually filled with cattle and is covered with grasses year round. The other field a mile or two away is either corn or soy beans. Can’t tell which one the birds prefer.

Not too far away is Silver Springs State Park. I know this flock comes off one section of the park, only there is no turkey hunting allowed at Silver Springs. The chances of getting permission from either of these landowners is probably slim to none. I used to have access to the land where I saw the birds this day, but for every conscientious outdoors person there is out there, whether angler, hunter, birder or hiker, there seems to be considerably more that are flat out slobs. This landowner had no choice but to ban everyone in one fell swoop.

I live along one of two cul-de-sacs with a heavily wooded ravine along one side. We used to get turkey and deer wandering through the neighborhood all the time. Of the 11 homes along these two short roads, eight of them are rentals. New tenants over the last two years have brought considerably more dogs into the neighborhood.

The house I rent is one of three that have a fenced in yard, our dogs never go beyond the fence. Apparently our neighbors don’t seem to care if their dogs wander freely around the neighborhood. Conversations have been had, promises have been made and yet I still find all the dogs wandering across my front yard, into those of other neighbors and down into the ravine. It has made scenes like this, turkey gathering at the feeder outside my living room picture window, nonexistent.

I have an old Beeman Airgun that shoots .177 caliber pellets. From what I understand, initial velocity is that of a .22. After 100 feet, the velocity drops off considerably. Conversations with my neighbors are over, I’m tired of trying to reason with these people. I’ll keep the range over 100 feet. We’ll see if the dogs get the hint after a few well placed pellets to their hind quarters.

Maybe then I’ll walk out my front door to see a few turkey and the occasional deer wandering down the street.

Instead of some neighbors dog shitting on my front lawn.

The Last of the Turkey, for now…

I have one last bag full of turkey parts, just the meat to be exact. Just the dark meat to narrow it down even more. No matter how it’s injected, marinated, kept moist while cooking, when all is said and done the white meat is pretty much tasteless.

I tend to give that away.

For the last of the turkey left lying around I was going to do a turkey, pasta, garlic combination.

Throw in some oregano, some parsley, whatever else I have in the cabinet that sounds good.

Possibly some sun dried tomatoes.

A fair amount of parmesan cheese and lots of olive oil.

I actually have a few fresh tomatoes left from the garden. Picked all the green ones back in October before the first frost, kept them in a relatively dark place and here it is almost December and I still get to have one with dinner now and then.

That would be good with this one.

And some good bread. Something to sop up all the stuff on the bottom of the plate when I’m close to cleaning it off.

But then, a recipe showed up on a blog I like, using the last of his turkey parts. As he says…

My name is Chris Beckstrom. I am a musician, fisherman, home cook, beer enthusiast, and lover of Mexican food.

He put up a pretty nice turkey recipe on his CB Fishes site:

Turkey Chipotle Tortilla Soup

The problem is, I don’t have enough of those ingredients lying around the house and I’m too lazy to head out the door to get them.

There’s always the Christmas turkey. That’s not far away.

View from the Porch – Hummingbirds, turkeys, squirrels, fishing and asparagus.

I haven’t seen the hummingbirds in a few days. The water level in their feeders looks like it hasn’t moved either. I’ll leave them up through the next coming warm spell in case there are a few stragglers out there, but I think that’s it. Summer is definitely over.

The cut corn fields around me are being over run by geese. Big flocks are disappearing in the tall stubble. Now and then a head periscopes up, rotates and disappears again. Fattening up for the coming hunting season. They’re returning to the river well after dark. Good indication to hunters on where to be at the end of the day.

The squirrels are everywhere. I pegged a couple of ears of corn to the trees in front of my house a few days ago and they’ve been ignored. My neighborhood is filled with massive oaks in the 100 to 200 year old range. They’re filled with acorns.

Mixed in with the oaks are a number of old black walnut trees. The walnuts are everywhere.

I believe the squirrels have been rolling them out into the street to make life easier on themselves.

A couple of times a day about a dozen turkey wander around the neighborhood.

Just about everybody puts seed out for them. They tend to stick around till the first snow, then disappear till spring. The neighborhood rule is that any one caught messing with the turkeys will be run out of town on a rail, whatever that means, but it sounds painful.

The fishing on Saturday sucked, ’nuff said about that.

The wild asparagus this time of year is tall and willowy and all over the ditches around here and easy to spot. I travel a lot of back roads on a daily basis and the strips between the road and the fields of corn and soybeans are filled with it. I’ve been making mental maps of all their locations for spring of next year.

I’ll make actual maps for anyone that asks, for a price.