Travelling down Cranberry Hole Road a car of Jersiots stopped short right in front of us, causing my husband (with awesome reflexes) to lock our truck up and turn to the side to avoid hitting them. The windows on the passenger side rolled down and heads and arms crane out with a camera, pointing with the most shocked expressions of absolute, pure joy.
It was our Sunday drive and I was not about to let this ruin my day, so we sat back and waited patiently as they snapped photos into the woods and exclaimed "THAT'S AMAZING!" for a couple more minutes, and we wondered if they even realized there was a obnoxiously loud turbo diesel truck idling five feet behind them.
Slowly, and reluctantly, the heads sink back into the car and they move on, making us wonder. What in the world were they looking at? Did they find the Montauk Monster? The Camp Hero Beast? Bill McGintees brain running loose through the forest instead of his head where it's been missing from for years?
Their glee and wonder at this apparently exotic animal they stumbled over on their Bonac Safari peaked our own curiosity, so my own head stretched out the window when we finally had the chance to drive by ourselves.
"What is it? What is it?" my husband asks and my reply was more of an "Are You Serious?" type of shock than a truly awed one.
No Montauk Monster, no beast, no brain.
It was a turkey.
A friggin' turkey.
Do they not have Turkeys in Jersey? If they really wanted to see one I would of been happy to give them the 19 pounder in my freezer. I personally think they're a lot cuter without that tiny head and all those feathers, preferably Golden Brown with cornbread stuffing on my Thanksgiving Table.
I loudly Gobbled at it, and hoped my poor attempt at Turkey Language translated to "Get in the woods you damn bird.. you're amusing the tourists too easily!" At least the gobbling made my hubby giggle, since before that second he looked more ready to make a Golden-Plated-Jersey-Volvo sacrifice to the Poultry Gods.
I hope those folks don't cause any accidents by stumbling over a rare and elusive Squirrel or even gasp, Bunny. "AMAZING!"? No, not car accident-worthy amazing.