This is the Wild Turkey trail. Some of my caches on this trail bespeak some of the turkeys (some wild, some not so wild) I have known.
Libby was my first girlfriend. We dated for a while, a pretty wild turkey that I remember fondly.
As you journey, may you have pleasant memories.
The cache is a peanut butter jar hidden behind a lichen-covered log. It is not big enough to hold a turkey or even a hen; maybe a dove?