We have enough of them that its not a problem to locate them. There are usually about 100 in every field you look. They are waaaaaaaay too thick around here. They will follow planters and pick the seeds out right after they are put in the ground.

Season opened Saturday. I just haven't got out and scouted any this winter. I know where they hung out early this winter, because they were CONSTANTLY knocking over and emptying my DPs, but they move every year right before turkey season opens, and I am never able to locate them.

Still trying to fill my tag

had a tom at 10 yards and couldn't get a shot.

Still thinkin bout that? Lol. I know how it feels. Theres some of them moments i still kick myself over

The Town of Chicken was once the mining hub for the Fortymile district. In 1886, ten years before the Klondike Gold Rush, gold was discovered on Franklin Creek and the community of Chicken was founded.In the late 1800's, early miners traveled far in search of gold. Food was sometimes scarce, but a particular area near the South Fork of the 40-Mile River was abundant in Ptarmigan, now the state bird which bears a resemblance to a chicken. The miners kept themselves alive with the help of the Ptarmigan (if you consider being eaten as helping.)

As the story goes, the miners wanted to name the town 'Ptarmigan' after the bird which is common in the area, and had helped them through the hard times. Unfortunately, people couldn't agree on how to spell it! They also didn't want to be ridiculed for misspelling the town name. Finally they settled with the easier name of Chicken. The name stuck and so has the community, despite an up-and-down history of mining in the Fortymile district.

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