I went for a hike Saturday morning looking for a turkey. (should'a just looked in a mirror) I left at 4:00 am and went out west to a canyon i'd spotted turkeys in last year. Not a track or a feather but enjoyed myself nonetheless!
Ya only get so many sunrise's in your lifetime and it's tough to see em' sleeping.
A little scenry from the mornin'....
Cottonwood grove silouetted in the dawn. Not a solitary turkey sitting on any branch! :shock:
2 paths diverged in a western wood, and I took the one less traveled, and that has made all the difference.
(Thanks Mr. Frost)
Elder canyon with Black Crook peak standing guard and some scattered snow banks that are watering the grass and flowers. Isn't spring just wonderful?
Paintbrushes and barbwire.
As i continued my turkey trip, i saw other critters who paused long enough to be captured by my Fuji shooting iron. This little buck thinks he's hidden.
I took another walk down through an old homestead site looking for tracks. I finally did find a couple tracks indicating that turkeys are not totally extinct as i feared.
But the highlight of the walk was getting this weasel perched on a boulder to pose long enough take his picture!
I swung back to the house for lunch and then headed east to Mt. Nebo to try my luck. It's a much bigger range of mountains but a lot closer to civilization and irritating hoards of people. But i am willing to risk my sanity for the benefit of hunting turkeys and posting my adventures here for ya'll to make fun of!
This is the east slope of Nebo from the bottom of Salt creek canyon.
We found some sign that turkeys had been in the area since the ice age but had no luck finding much more than fossils!
Another picture of the scenry to make-up for my ineptitude as a hunter! :roll:
Not sure why i took the wheeler as is stayed in the truck. This is the head of pole canyon.
Nebo as the sun set on a fun, if not successful, day of walking around looking for a bird with a peanut sized brain. Truly a humbling thing when a turkey outsmarts ya! :roll:
:wink: :wink:
Cottonwood grove silouetted in the dawn. Not a solitary turkey sitting on any branch! :shock:
2 paths diverged in a western wood, and I took the one less traveled, and that has made all the difference.
Elder canyon with Black Crook peak standing guard and some scattered snow banks that are watering the grass and flowers. Isn't spring just wonderful?
Paintbrushes and barbwire.
As i continued my turkey trip, i saw other critters who paused long enough to be captured by my Fuji shooting iron. This little buck thinks he's hidden.
I took another walk down through an old homestead site looking for tracks. I finally did find a couple tracks indicating that turkeys are not totally extinct as i feared.
I swung back to the house for lunch and then headed east to Mt. Nebo to try my luck. It's a much bigger range of mountains but a lot closer to civilization and irritating hoards of people. But i am willing to risk my sanity for the benefit of hunting turkeys and posting my adventures here for ya'll to make fun of!
We found some sign that turkeys had been in the area since the ice age but had no luck finding much more than fossils!
Not sure why i took the wheeler as is stayed in the truck. This is the head of pole canyon.
Nebo as the sun set on a fun, if not successful, day of walking around looking for a bird with a peanut sized brain. Truly a humbling thing when a turkey outsmarts ya! :roll: