Since both Pam and I had the day off and our long weekend plans ruined, we decided to take a leisurely ride this morning before Pam headed over to the hospital for her mother. Rather than doing our normal morning route, we decided that we would go north for 20ish miles.
In a field adjoining Randy Holt’s horse pasture, we saw a wild turkey in a stand-off with a fairly large black cat. The cat was all hunkered down in full stalk the prey mode, and the turkey was standing it’s ground about 10 feet away giving that cat the turkey equivelent of the evil-eye. Neither was moving, and neither did as long as we had them in sight. As we passed, we wondered aloud who would win.
At about 8.75 miles, we had to cross the little low water bridge over the spring below Danforth Cemetary. I was a little concerned that water might be over the road from Saturday’s flooding, and it was. As we approached, we could tell that while it wouldn’t have been an issue to cross in a vehicle, our tandem was an entirely different matter. Prudence won out, so we turned around and headed back the way we came. We thought about looping further east on YY before turning back north, but I wasn’t sure how many extra miles that would add to our 20ish, since we would have to go all the way in to town and come up Eastgate to avoid the same creek crossing on the way back. Instead, we headed straight back the way we came, but instead of coming all the way back in on Sunshine, we looped north again, then west on Cherry Street to Eastgate. That gave us 22 really pleasant miles for the morning.
As we approached Randy’s place on the way back, the turkey was still out there, but the cat was nowhere to be seen. I guess that answers the question! The turkey won!