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Turkeys aren't what they used to be. They used to be predictable. They used to roost in Southern swamps and eat acorns and duel each spring with guys named Billy-Bob who wore overalls and carried calls made from wing bones or turtle shells or snuff cans or hand-carved hunks of wood.
But that was 30 or 40 years ago. Today turkeys have emigrated from the South to achieve a form of avian geo-diversity. They are hunted by cowboys out West and by Yankees in New England . They have taken up residence in places once turkey-free. This pattern of migration has spread turkey joy across the country; however, it has also rewritten the rules of turkey hunting. What worked so well for years and years in flat, |
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dense Southern forests doesn't always hold, particularly in the mountains.
Turkeys on high are a different game.
Northern New Mexico, just beneath the Colorado border, is renowned for its elk, bear, mule deer, tortillas and turkeys. The birds are Merriam's turkeys, the Western |
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