{"id":1275,"date":"2008-10-29T13:53:52","date_gmt":"2008-10-29T17:53:52","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.turtlejournal.com\/?p=1275"},"modified":"2008-10-29T21:11:11","modified_gmt":"2008-10-30T01:11:11","slug":"rafter-of-turkeys-gobble-thanksgiving-overture","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.turtlejournal.com\/?p=1275","title":{"rendered":"Rafter of Turkeys Gobble Thanksgiving Overture"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.turtlejournal.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2008\/10\/t004.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-1276\" title=\"t004\" src=\"http:\/\/www.turtlejournal.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2008\/10\/t004.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"500\" height=\"343\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.turtlejournal.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2008\/10\/t004.jpg 840w, https:\/\/www.turtlejournal.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2008\/10\/t004-300x206.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 500px) 100vw, 500px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\"TEXT-ALIGN: center\"><strong><em>Wild Turkey (Meleagris gallopavo) in Eastham, Cape Cod<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Ben Franklin: &#8220;<em>For my own part I wish the Bald Eagle had not been chosen the Representative of our Country. He is a Bird of bad moral Character. He does not get his Living honestly. You may have seen him perched on some dead Tree near the River, where, too lazy to fish for himself, he watches the Labour of the Fishing Hawk; and when that diligent Bird has at length taken a Fish, and is bearing it to his Nest for the Support of his Mate and young Ones, the Bald Eagle pursues him and takes it from him &#8230; I am on this account not displeased that the Figure is not known as a Bald Eagle, but looks more like a Turkey. For the Truth the Turkey is in Comparison a much more respectable Bird, and withal a true original Native of America . . . He is besides, though a little vain &amp; silly, a Bird of Courage, and would not hesitate to attack a Grenadier of the British Guards who should presume to invade his Farm Yard with a red Coat on.<\/em>&#8221;<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.turtlejournal.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2008\/10\/t000.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-1277\" title=\"t000\" src=\"http:\/\/www.turtlejournal.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2008\/10\/t000.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"500\" height=\"375\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.turtlejournal.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2008\/10\/t000.jpg 840w, https:\/\/www.turtlejournal.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2008\/10\/t000-300x225.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 500px) 100vw, 500px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\"TEXT-ALIGN: center\"><strong><em>Rafter of 29 Wild Turkeys Peck Along Cape Highway<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Nothing speaks Thanksgiving so well as a turkey&#8217;s gobble.\u00c2\u00a0 We may be a month away from this most original American feast, but the Turtle Journal team heard\u00c2\u00a0a raucous rendition of the\u00c2\u00a0Thanksgiving serenade as we drove\u00c2\u00a0through Eastham.\u00c2\u00a0 A rafter of wild turkeys &#8230; 29 birds in all &#8230; pecked the edge of the main Cape Highway near Salt Pond.\u00c2\u00a0 Engrossed in finding the juiciest morsels, they&#8217;d wander recklessly close to traffic, only to snap back as a car whizzed by within inches of their ears.\u00c2\u00a0 Turkeys are, indeed, a courageous beast as asserted by Ben Franklin.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.turtlejournal.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2008\/10\/t003.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-1280\" title=\"t003\" src=\"http:\/\/www.turtlejournal.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2008\/10\/t003.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"500\" height=\"329\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.turtlejournal.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2008\/10\/t003.jpg 840w, https:\/\/www.turtlejournal.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2008\/10\/t003-300x197.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 500px) 100vw, 500px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\"TEXT-ALIGN: center\"><strong><em>Wild Turkeys in Woodlands East of Route 6 in Eastham<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n<p>When we think of wild turkeys, our vision is an idyllic woodsy scene where hints of large feathered images melt into the shadowed background.\u00c2\u00a0 They are a mirage that evaporates as you approach.\u00c2\u00a0 That&#8217;s precisely what we found the following day as we revisited the Salt Pond site.\u00c2\u00a0 Yet, on Sunday, they clung to the roadway.<\/p>\n<p><object classid=\"clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000\" width=\"425\" height=\"344\" codebase=\"http:\/\/download.macromedia.com\/pub\/shockwave\/cabs\/flash\/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0\"><param name=\"allowFullScreen\" value=\"true\" \/><param name=\"allowscriptaccess\" value=\"always\" \/><param name=\"src\" value=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/v\/aRCgfqqqc8s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1\" \/><embed type=\"application\/x-shockwave-flash\" width=\"425\" height=\"344\" src=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/v\/aRCgfqqqc8s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1\" allowscriptaccess=\"always\" allowfullscreen=\"true\"><\/embed><\/object><\/p>\n<p style=\"TEXT-ALIGN: center\"><em><a href=\"http:\/\/uk.youtube.com\/watch?v=aRCgfqqqc8s&amp;fmt=18\" target=\"_blank\">Click Here to View Video in High Quality<\/a><\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"TEXT-ALIGN: center\"><strong><em>Wild Turkeys (Meleagris gallopavo) in Eastham, Cape Cod<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Other than at a commercial turkey farm, the Turtle Journal team has never seen a rafter of 29 healthy and well-fed wild turkeys.\u00c2\u00a0 The good news is clearly that efforts to protect these magnificent birds from over-hunting may be proving effective.\u00c2\u00a0 The sadder news is that we have so fragmented wild habitat with asphalt roads and suburban landscaping that as populations begin to recover they&#8217;re compressed into micro-parcels and constantly find themselves in lethal danger from human activities.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.turtlejournal.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2008\/10\/t002.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-1281\" title=\"t002\" src=\"http:\/\/www.turtlejournal.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2008\/10\/t002.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"500\" height=\"327\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.turtlejournal.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2008\/10\/t002.jpg 840w, https:\/\/www.turtlejournal.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2008\/10\/t002-300x196.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 500px) 100vw, 500px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\"TEXT-ALIGN: center\"><strong><em>Wild Turkeys Foraging an Open Field in Eastham, Cape Cod<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n<p>While all those conservation thoughts are true, they do not minimize the pure joy of seeing so many wild turkeys gobbling through the Eastham roadside.\u00c2\u00a0 We spent about a half hour walking with the rafter as they worked the fields into a nearby woodlands.\u00c2\u00a0 Once the highway buzz muted in the distance, you could imagine yourself back in Colonial America, right here on the Outer Cape where the\u00c2\u00a0Mayflower first\u00c2\u00a0dropped anchor\u00c2\u00a0before crossing to Plymouth.\u00c2\u00a0 They, too, would have encountered wild turkeys foraging through open fields, but unlike us, they would have known nothing about these native American birds.\u00c2\u00a0 Come to think of it, perhaps most Americans still have that ignorance in common with the Pilgrim pioneers.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.turtlejournal.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2008\/10\/t005.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-1290\" title=\"t005\" src=\"http:\/\/www.turtlejournal.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2008\/10\/t005.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"500\" height=\"356\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.turtlejournal.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2008\/10\/t005.jpg 840w, https:\/\/www.turtlejournal.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2008\/10\/t005-300x213.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 500px) 100vw, 500px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\"TEXT-ALIGN: center\"><strong><em>Wild Turkey Foraging on Outer Cape Cod<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>NATURAL HISTORY:<\/strong>\u00c2\u00a0 Wild turkeys are beset by a wide range of predators throughout their lifecycle from egg through poult to adult.\u00c2\u00a0 These predators include snakes, skunks, opossums, raccoons, coyotes, foxes, dogs, crows, hawks and owls.\u00c2\u00a0 It would be interesting to know whether the recent upswing in wild turkey numbers on the Outer Cape stems from a reduction in natural predators within their preferred habitat.<\/p>\n<p>Wild turkeys like to forage along the ground within hardwood and mixed woodlands, but they can also be found in adjoining grasslands and swamps.\u00c2\u00a0 Clearly, pre-Colonial Cape Cod would have offered a paradise for\u00c2\u00a0these\u00c2\u00a0birds\u00c2\u00a0with all their favorite foods in abundance:\u00c2\u00a0 nuts, seeds, fruit, insects and even salamanders.<\/p>\n<p>At night, wild turkeys may roost in trees.\u00c2\u00a0 They build crude nests of dry leaves on the ground\u00c2\u00a0into which females (hens) lay clutches of 4 to 17 eggs.\u00c2\u00a0 Almost twice the size of chicken eggs, they&#8217;re pale tan in color with dark brown speckles.\u00c2\u00a0 Hens feed their chicks for only a few days after they hatch, for the young turkeys (poults) quickly learn to fend for themselves within mother-chick flocks of dozens of\u00c2\u00a0animals.\u00c2\u00a0 Males (toms or gobblers) take no role in rearing.\u00c2\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>In the wild,\u00c2\u00a0turkeys live three to four years and\u00c2\u00a0reach an adult body size of\u00c2\u00a0three and a half to four\u00c2\u00a0feet, with a wingspan of\u00c2\u00a0four to five\u00c2\u00a0feet.\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0Adults weigh from\u00c2\u00a0five to nearly twenty\u00c2\u00a0pounds.\u00c2\u00a0 Mature toms are larger than\u00c2\u00a0hens, have longer legs, and grow a &#8220;beard&#8221; (long black feathers) in the middle of their chest.\u00c2\u00a0 A male&#8217;s head and wattle (growth under the chin) is larger, too.\u00c2\u00a0 The tom&#8217;s snood (fleshy growth on top of the bill) is longer and hangs down the side of his face.\u00c2\u00a0 Toms\u00c2\u00a0gobble; hens click and cluck.\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0Males strut about, gobbling loudly and holding their heads high.\u00c2\u00a0 They stick out their chests, fan their large tails and drag their wings on the ground to attract the attention of females.\u00c2\u00a0 [Sound familiar?\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0We bet you didn&#8217;t know that wild turkeys were metaphors for men!]<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.turtlejournal.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2008\/10\/t006.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-1291\" title=\"t006\" src=\"http:\/\/www.turtlejournal.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2008\/10\/t006.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"500\" height=\"333\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.turtlejournal.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2008\/10\/t006.jpg 840w, https:\/\/www.turtlejournal.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2008\/10\/t006-300x200.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 500px) 100vw, 500px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\"TEXT-ALIGN: center\"><strong><em>Cape Cod Wild Turkey<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Once the sky would darken as massive rafters of wild turkeys would spread their wings and fly in unison, according to natural historians.\u00c2\u00a0 But in the early 1900s, wild turkey populations declined significantly throughout the United States due to habitat destruction and unregulated subsistence hunting.\u00c2\u00a0 Reintroduction programs begain in the 1940s and the comeback of wild turkeys in North America is arguably one of the more successful conservation stories.\u00c2\u00a0 Estimates today set the number of wild turkeys at more than 7 million in the United States, Canada and Mexico.\u00c2\u00a0 On the downside, nearly half of jurisdictions\u00c2\u00a0with wild turkey populations\u00c2\u00a0lack a management plan, and less than half of existing plans incorporate habitat management or land protection.\u00c2\u00a0 These deficiencies\u00c2\u00a0spotlight key conservation goals to preserve a healthy and viable wild turkey population for future generations.<\/p>\n<p>While clearly not party to any conservation program, Astronauts Neil Armstrong and Edwin Aldrin of Apollo 11\u00c2\u00a0dined on\u00c2\u00a0turkey in foil packets as their first meal on the moon.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.turtlejournal.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2008\/10\/t001.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-1282\" title=\"t001\" src=\"http:\/\/www.turtlejournal.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2008\/10\/t001.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"500\" height=\"329\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.turtlejournal.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2008\/10\/t001.jpg 840w, https:\/\/www.turtlejournal.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2008\/10\/t001-300x197.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 500px) 100vw, 500px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\"TEXT-ALIGN: center\"><strong><em>American Original:\u00c2\u00a0 Magnificent &amp; Courageous Wild Turkeys<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Since we&#8217;re back here in 21st Century America, if you&#8217;re driving north to the Outer Cape on Route 6 through Eastham, be careful as you round the bend after Windmill Green, slow down once you see Salt Pond on your right, and watch out for an American original: the magnificent and courageous wild turkey.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Wild Turkey (Meleagris gallopavo) in Eastham, Cape Cod Ben Franklin: &#8220;For my own part I wish the Bald Eagle had not been chosen the Representative of our Country. 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