It's turkey season and the hunters have the gobblers scrambling.As we drove the Rt. 262 bypass around Staunton this morning, a turkey hen strutted ... strutted, mind you -- she didn't pick up her pace even as two motor vehicles approached from both directions ... across the bypass on her way to somewhere.
As we returned on the same roadway two hours later, at the same location, a tom turkey flew up on the driver's side of the vehicle. I was driving and did not even see him until his big wings were flapping down over my windshield as he skirted the top of the vehicle and flew safely over to the side of the road.
Whew! That was a close call for both of us. He was so big he would have broken my windshield ... the windshield would have broken his neck ... neither of us would have been happy!
It's turkey season....
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