The Vulture Incident

Surprisingly, we don't have many stories of interest from the road trip out West. We did get stopped by border patrol at one point, but they waved us on when we showed we were citizens. I'll let Quint fill you in on our one run-in with the Texas Po Pos. And then there was the vulture incident.

We were somewhere in New Mexico -- I was driving and Quint was sleeping. On the road ahead I spotted four vultures, just standing around on the shoulder conversating with each other. I started shouting for Quint to wake up, since he'd been disappointed with the paucity of wildlife on our trip thus far. The birds must have heard the car coming because they started looking over in interest. Quint woke up just in time to see one of the vultures flying directly at our windshield (I swerved to avoid it). And then I laughed and laughed and laughed at Quint's girlish scream. Maybe you had to be there. Please see my artist's rendering of the incident below.