The Great Turkey Hunt

One day I said to my husband, "I think I saw wild turkeys in a field on my way home from work today." He didn't laugh at me.

So I started carrying my camera back and forth with me on most trips.

Which means I didn't see a single turkey for the next two weeks!


Then this guy caught my eye one day, all alone in a field that I hadn't seen a turkey in before. Just to confuse me.

At least I had proof that I had indeed seen a wild turkey on my drive.


My oldest son spotted this group, so I pulled over to the side of the road but couldn't get close enough to them to get a really good shot.

I was feeling frustrated with my lack of a good zoom lens, but didn't have any intentions of doing anything about it any time soon.

Then I visited my grandfather and he sent me shopping at my favorite camera store for something for him. Which is why I left with a new lens for me.


I got this little fella the next day.

Did you know a wild turkey can run really, really fast? When I pulled over to get some shots of this guy, he was fairly close to me. By the time I'd stepped out of the car and crossed the road, he was on the far side of the field, running for the trees.

The turkey hunt continues for me. When I am driving, my camera, with my new lens, sits in the passenger seat of the car, turned on, ready to go. Cause those little suckers move fast!