Turkeys in the Treetop
One of the weirdest bird sights I’ve ever seen took place along Spinnaker Way on the south edge of the park. There was a gobble-gobble and a rustling and cracking high up in one of the Monterey Cypress trees that line the border. Up in the tallest branches perched four of the biggest birds I’ve ever seen in a tree. I did not think that Wild Turkeys could fly very well, much less that they could roost in tall trees. But there they were, making turkey noises and scrambling around among the branches, until they got tired of it and swooped down. I have to admit their flight was graceful and capable. I’ve underestimated these birds!
