jeff.morrison - March 2nd, 2011
These inquisitive wild turkeys created quite a stir this week at the Canada Border Services Port of Entry (POE) in Cascade.
The Cascade POE is located in Southern British Columbia, and of course the images immediately bring a couple of questions to mind:
1) What are these gobblers looking at inside the POE office?
2) Are these actually American turkeys already checked through customs, or are they Canadian gobblers wanting to do some ‘cross-border’ shopping?
Thanks to Serge for sending-in the photos and for providing the theory that the big Tom is in full strut, not because there’s a pretty CBSA employee inside, but because he sees his reflection in the window.
jeff.morrison - December 7th, 2010
Here in the National Capital Region we have all gotten use to seeing wild turkeys in our daily travels.
Regardless whether you live in the east, west, south or across the river, chances are you’ve spotted a wild turkey or two along the way.
This is a good thing, by the way - an example of biodiversity if you will, and the fruit of a wildlife management initiative more successful than anyone could have ever imagined!
Whether you are an avid turkey hunter or simply enjoy bird watching, the glorious gobbler is one resident I am happy to have around…and you should be too!
Here is some great wild turkey images captured this week by our friend Keebler. Thanks Keebler, I love the contrast with the fresh snow on the ground!
jeff.morrison - July 9th, 2010
Now I can honestly say I’ve seen my very first wild turkey offspring or poult as they’re called.
A wild turkey hen and her three poults have been spending mornings in a forested area just down the road from my house, and I got a chance to check them out this week.
I know it’s probably not that rare, but it is the first time I personally have ever seen young wild turkeys. From what I saw, I would say gobblers are something like cats; a lot cuter when they’re babies.
The three little poults did not venture too far from mom though, just long enough to hide in the tall grass while I was trying to snap a photo (& dealing with dieing batteries)
The hen would make a few soft ‘calls’ and the poults then reappeared from the tall grass….
Now I ask you, how cute is that?