Turkey scouting, the pictures were from awhile ago when I used to bring my camera. I seem to suck at turkey hunting:
1st day this year my buddy and I scare one that flew out of a small valley that we had just walked through.
2nd day I set up, heard em gobble and went over to take a look. I call and see the roost tree, then they fly to where my set-up was, seriously right next to my backpack

(I finally got to call and see them respond back though, pretty cool. I saw them shock gobble when herons flew by squawking too).
3rd day they flew into the trees right above me and my brother, we were hunting with .22 caliber air rifles since there is no discharge of gunpowder firearms within that river valley (private property was just up the hill). If I had a bow, we would have been eating turkey
Anyway here are the pics!
Scouting this year, fresh tracks in mud:

Tom (You can just barely see his beard swinging)

Hens, the Tom's Harem:
