Ever meet someone who can do no wrong? My dad decided to go turkey hunting this year and had excellent luck. He grabbed my waterfowl gun (a Benelli Nova) and a handful of shells (turns out that they were steel No. 2s) and commenced to call two gobblers across not one, but TWO country roads. Meanwhile, I couldn't get a bird to respond for anything. We decided that we wanted to smoke dad's tom for Independence Day. Needless to say, we were happy with the result. We brined the bird for 10 hours, and it definitely made the difference. Even after 6 hours on the smoker, it was still moist. We smoked it over cherry wood and spritzed it with apple juice occasionally.