I stopped at my mom's the other day and this gaggle of turkeys was walking across the yard. The first picture I took through the window and the last two I took after geting out of the car. I thought they would run away as soon as I got outside, but they were not in a hurry. Not sure how many were Toms, but that is a lot of turkeys.
Dad and sons all do. I used to. I was the first turkey hunter in the family, back when you had travel to find them. They walk under my deer stand all the time, and I stopped hunting them when they started fighting with their reflection in my office window. I thought "I'm to smart to waste time hunting something this stupid".
I guess roofers are not turkey hunters!