There was a white gobbler a couple of years ago around here in southwestern Montana. Not many people raise domestic turkeys around here, and this one hung out with a bunch of Merriam's up a local drainage about 5-6 miles from town. A state highway runs alongside the creek, and a number of people saw the white one, but not after that year. At that time the turkey season in the area was a draw, with only 25 tags given out, and I didn't hear about anybody tagging it.


“Montana seems to me to be what a small boy would think Texas is like from hearing Texans.”
John Steinbeck