With two days of unusual encounters, I wondered what day three would bring. I wasn't disappointed yesterday when I checked out the path that runs from the French Basin Trail past the sailing school. I could see several somethings in the path some distance ahead of me, definitely larger than sparrows. When I tried to get closer, they quickly dispersed, some running along the path, some flying into the tall grass. I know this shot doesn't do justice, but I think what I saw was a covey of ruffed grouse. There had to have been eight or ten of the birds. When I retraced my steps after waiting to see if they would emerge from the grasses, three burst out of the grasses and flew off.
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