We were on our way to the Harpoon Point to Point Ride for the Vermont Foodbank. One bold bird emerged from a gaggle of slow turkeys in the passing lane. He flew right across our path and Adele did not brake or swerve. It was like watching on TV. I didn't even flinch as the large body smacked the passenger side windshield. Small shards of glass rained down.
We decided it would be a good idea to stop and call the police. Could we keep drivng? Was that the turkey back on the side of the road? This picturial essay captures the event.
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