On the way home yesterday, I decided to take the slow way home through Devil's Hammock. The days have finally gotten hot here, and I was too early in the day at 4:00 pm for prime time animal movement, but I went anyway.
The hammock was hot and dusty with vanishing waterholes that ripple with desperate aquatic creatures trying to stay wet, and avoid a whole host of predators that have focused on these food concentrators. If I had been dressed for it, I would have staked out a particular wiggly puddle that would almost certainly have some interesting visitors later in the day.
Not being able to get my work shoes muddy was cramping my style, but at least I was in the woods for a change. I continued on in the JEEP, bouncing quickly through dry pinelands, and slowing to search through the few damp areas that are left.
Just as I rounded a corner, a flock of wild turkey poults and their hen crossed the road and into the woods. I jumped out and followed for a few seconds of video, but I broke off the pursuit pretty quick.
I didn't want to pursue them too much as scattering the chicks might cause their demise ... so it's only a fleeting glimpse we see of the worried hen in the video.