Dad with the turkey and Skeet (the protector of carcasses)
He killed this 23 pound tom as he sat within 10 feet of the backwater. He chased the tom back and forth across the field three times before finally calling up the hen that was with him. Two jakes chased the hen, and the big tom brought up the rear in full strut. Dad's 2011 spring turkey season lasted all of about three hours.
Skeet (as is the custom) protected the carcass for a couple of hours until dad got around to cleaning it. Notice the unusual barred feathers in the middle of the tail fan. We've never seen one like that before.
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