|Chuck with his peanut carrier out feeding the scrub jays.|
It was a beautiful day to be out on a bike: sunny, mid 70s, and almost no wind. One odd thing: there was a virtual vulture convention going on. They were high in the sky riding the thermals. They were perched in dead trees. There were more of them than we've seen all winter. And every one was a turkey vulture. Spooky!