I have seen turkeys fly. Upon my honor…it is true!
Carmel Valley, Ca. In a 100 year old fishing cabin overlooking the Autumn trickle of the Carmel River.
3 turkey hens rocketing airborne past the property over the river and through the trees…to the forested hill upon the other side. Not too fast, not so high…but gaining altitude.
It impressed me. (The big tom turkey I had witnessed previously was NOT one of the flight team: like the peacock; some male birds lose in aerodynamics what they gain in fabulous avian masculinity…)
