If someone offered me two Butterball turkeys for the low cost of a 1,560-mile round trip on a few hours of sleep, I’d tell them to buzz off. But two hard-gobbling, snow-white Merriam’s gobblers for that price? Deal. Read
An eloquent poem dedicated to our favorite bird. Read
Whether you bagged a bird or not this season, the real question is: What did you learn?
With a few hours of daylight left after arriving, stowing our gear and patterning our shotguns, my friend and I were eager to stretch our legs. Read
If you’re in the mood for the type of bizarre, goofed-up yarns only Eastern wild turkeys can provide, read on. Read
Posted by Jim Schlender, Editor A reader identified only as Lowell recently e-mailed this photo with a note: "I shot this turkey last weekend near Ozona, Texas, and after cleaning it I checked its crop to see what it had … Read