Turkeys ain't native birds here, they planted them a good many years ago and ever now and then you would see one or hear one in the woods. Some folks liked to hunt them, I loved to hunt grouse...the season used to open the same as bear on September 1st. Once the turkeys took hold its hard to find any grouse down low, up higher you can still find Blues and Spruce grouse but the little Ruffed grouse is getting hard to find. All of my old haunts are bare of birds, I loved to walk the old logging roads and pick grouse off with my .22 especially after a nice rain when they would be down getting gravel for their crop, the forestry dept used to plant sweet clover on the road. Those were good days, go fishing in the morning, walk the roads in the afternoon, pockets full of grouse. I had an old buddy that shared the same sentiment, we were talking one morning over coffee about shooting grouse in the morning dew with a .22. He said "I was fourteen years old before I learned a grouse could fly." He grinned, it was priceless.
