Brad Neyman emailed, “I shot a turkey . . . with my camera phone!”
He was fly fishing for smallmouth bass on the west side of the Fox River near Batavia when it appeared.
“After one particularly poor cast, I looked self-consciously over my shoulder and saw this gal,” he emailed.
Let’s stop right there for a second. That sentence alone nailed me. I have been in spot of making an embarrassing cast while fly fishing and looking around just hoping nobody saw it.
Neyman continued, “There’s a biking/walking path directly behind her up the hill, which can be quite busy on a nice day. Because of this, I think, she barely acknowledged me even when I gave a yip to get her to stand up for a better shot.”
In many ways, wild turkeys are making similar advances toward and into suburban and urban areas as deer and coyotes.
Usually this time of the year, I am running Buck of the Week: Unplugged, but, again, but I was already running a BOTW photo for the main column on Sunday.