We camped-after a VERY long day on the road-at some very forgettable place in Tennessee.Woke up in the morning to find the trees around the campsite were FULL of roosting vultures (or buzzards,whatever !) screaming back and forth at each other and fertilizing every piece of bare ground you could imagine.
I don't think we even bothered to make coffee before pulling out of there !
posted on 10/05/2003 4:24:58 PM PDT
(So little time - so many FLAMES to light !!)
Once when walking along some rr trax with friends in rural Virgina, we spooked a pair of buzzards out of tree. They flew off dropping a generous load as they went which nailed the guy standing next to me, head to toe.
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