The Life of A Spring Gobbler

Posted on June 10, 2014

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A Photographic Journey

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“At such a time, amid such beauty, the hunter does not always feel that the primary business of life is killing something…” – Archibald Rutledge

 

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Spring came late to the North Country

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Yet, it did not prevent the gobbler from strutting his stuff

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With rising temperatures comes an increase in courting activity

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And the party begins

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With relentless chasing

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Gobbling

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And continuous strutting

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A turkey is ever vigilant

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For well he knows that one wrong move could cost him his spurs

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Although he is indeed the Sultan of the spring time woods

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One of his few downfalls is him being a creature of habit

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That is until the ladies show up

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And if they don’t, he will march until one is located

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Only to crow when he finds one

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And display his royal finery for the whole race of hens to see

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He will continue to call for more companionship

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With each encounter he is ever hopeful for a willing partner

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With more hens on nests, the old bird continues into spring ever hopeful

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For just one more grand reunion

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Somewhat beat up, with a few tail feathers less, there is nothing more keenly alert in all of nature than a mature wild gobbler.

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