Wild Turkeys

One of my best memories from my early days of turkey hunting was my first real showdown with a big tom.

Sometimes, the wrong place turns out to be the right place.

I have hunted turkeys each spring for 15 years, and although I’ve had a high success rate, it is more due to the quantity of birds in the area than my hunting prowess. As I became more experienced, I recognized that the ambush setup was critical to success.

The third shot was the charm for the author as he poses with his first turkey.

In baseball, going one-for-three is a respectable day at the plate. In turkey hunting, it’s embarrassing.

After being introduced to turkey hunting by a friend a decade ago, I've been hooked on the sport.

Good things come to those who persevere.

Somewhere in South Dakota lives a gobbler that used to have a beard.