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user-inactivated  ·  888 days ago  ·  link  ·    ·  parent  ·  post: Pubski: March 7, 2018

The other day I was going on a country drive when a turkey flew up out of a ditch and over the road, right in front of my car. I came to a stop so a second turkey could do the same and I found myself surprised. Not by the turkeys crossing the road, but I honestly forgot that turkeys knew how to fly. Though Dala claims they can’t fly, they’re just really good at jumping and flapping their wings.

The encounter made me think of a class one time when I was younger, when my teacher was telling us about his weekend turkey hunt. He was in a brush/wooded area and had been there for about an hour waiting for a turkey to come along. Every now and again, he’d use his turkey call, and get no response. Growing frustrated, he was about ready to find a new place to try again but decided to give the call one last shot. That’s when he heard a turkey behind him, probably twenty or thirty yards away. He tried to get closer, only to have the thing fly off and disappear into the bushes. Knowing it was still somewhere nearby, he’d wait a bit and use the call, only to find it in a completely different spot than where he expected it to be, once again about twenty to thirty yards away and hidden from view. He’d use the call, only to hear nothing but silence, and try to crawl closer again, only for it to fly away. Over and over he’d use the call to no answer, then he’d get an answer, always in a new, hidden, and unexpected spot. This went on for hours before the sun was starting to go down and he had to head home. He joked that he didn’t know if the turkey was the smartest, trickiest bird he ever tried to get, or if it was just so dumb that its randomly wandering around out of idiocy saved its life.

The rest of the class that day, we joked about turkeys and compared wild ones to domestic ones and how wild ones were allegedly much smarter than domesticated ones. We debated whether or not domestic turkeys really will stand in a ditch in the rain and risk drowning because they’re not smart enough to find higher ground even as the water rises around them (I think the class was evenly split). We talked about why, if turkey is so good, it’s unfair that we use their meat mostly for cold sandwiches and leave the good recipes only for thanksgiving. We learned to make turkey calls, gobbling around like a bunch of idiots, and just generally having a good time. I don’t think I learned anything in class that day, except that if you get a bunch of high schoolers gobbling their head off, teachers down the hall will come over to complain, but it doesn’t do much good when your teacher is the instigator and loving the shit out of it.

Here’s what I know about turkeys. A single, wild turkey seems to be pretty smart, doing turkey shit and enjoying life. A flock of wild turkeys though, as I’ve had the chance to see quite a few in my time, always seems to act as if their life is one big game of follow the leader where everyone is simultaneously the leader and simultaneously the follower. Everyone seems to be making decisions. No one seems to be making decisions. Somehow, the flock functions. I don’t even fucking know.

Domesticated turkeys? I’ve never encountered any to be honest with you, so I can’t actually speak to them. People who I’ve talked to though, who have one as a pet, swear they’re great. People who I’ve talked to though, who raise them in flocks for market, seem to have less of an opinion of them. On the one hand, I’m doubtful because I often don’t think we give animals enough credit, especially when we consider them a food source. On the other hand though . . .

Devac  ·  888 days ago  ·  link  ·  

    Domesticated turkeys?

Yup. Similarly to geese, they can be aggressive, territorial and complete bastards. At least if they don't associate you with being their owner/foodgiver. And both Dala and WanderingEng are right: turkeys don't fly but use wings while jumping, kinda like chickens but are capable of flailing for a greater distance. Dunno if it gives them any thrust or if that's just for show. Also, they can move with astounding speed when threatened. And it doesn't take much for turkeys and geese to get triggered.

Source: don't leave the "I'm gonna poke it" kind of six-year-olds on a farm.

lm  ·  887 days ago  ·  link  ·  

Our chickens do fly. They definitely prefer to just run around but if one ends up far away from the flock they'll fly over to hang with their buddies. When our rooster gets away he'll fly when chased -- once I was chasing him through the woods and upon reaching a clearing he flew up about 15 feet high for...maybe 50 feet or so? Definitely far more than a 1 foot tall animal can jump.

I think they figured this out around 16 weeks old; Pig (aptly named) attempted to fly from their brooder box to the kitchen table because we were eating pork chops and she wanted more.

kleinbl00  ·  888 days ago  ·  link  ·  
user-inactivated  ·  888 days ago  ·  link  ·  

I need to convince the family to do fancy turkey this year. Dala

user-inactivated  ·  887 days ago  ·  link  ·  

Find an Amish butcher, build a report with them. You will pay more, 10-20% a pound but every cent is worth it. The chickens I get from these people? THEY TASTE LIKE CHICKEN. It hurts to buy the $.77/lb stuff at the megamart after eating a real, flavorful, bird.

WanderingEng  ·  888 days ago  ·  link  ·  

Doing no research, I think Dala is right about turkeys not flying. I spooked one while running in the country Saturday, and it just made a lot of noise and jumped and flapped about. There are also wild but urban turkeys in town. I've never seen them fly, just jump and flap.

Unrelated to turkeys but related to animals and my run, I also garnered some interest from cows. I waved and said hi. Cows seem lovely. I also got barked at by a hound with a really deep voice.

user-inactivated  ·  888 days ago  ·  link  ·  

    I also got barked at by a hound with a really deep voice.

The loudest dog in our neighborhood, by far, is some kind of beagle mix. Dude has a set of pipes on him. I love it. :)