It’s official, Spring has Sprung! The buzzards are back, too. And, there’s always an abundance of road kill and buzzards like road kill. However, there is one thing you want not to do, and that’s hit a buzzard. Ask anyone who’s had one hit them about the damage they can cause. I, personally, slow down and start honking the minute I spot a bunch dining on the roadways. Then I continue to honk until they fly off. Sometimes they just don’t want to abandon their lunch. This is really frustrating.
When GG and I were going to Kerrville, there were a bunch of bicyclists, just a peddling three deep on the road. Now, don’t get your panties in a knot, I didn’t yell or gustier any sign language at them. I just handled them as I would a bunch of buzzards on the road. I slowed down at the first sight of them and started honking. I continued to honk behind them, they did have a wide, paved shoulder to pull off on. But, just like a bunch of buzzards they didn’t want to leave the main lane.
GG was told of my frustration for peddlers, so she wasn’t in total shock. However, I think she was surprised that no verbal or sign language was used. Too, we were out numbered by the peddlers. No fear, my puddle jumper could way out peddle them.
No, I’ve not mellowed, just changed my tactics. When plan A doesn’t work and plan B gets you irate letters to the Editor, you just have to find a plan C.
P.S. Seems our girls and boys in Washington need to go to another plan,too. Seems they’re stuck on plan G “GREED!” Have a good week and remember, laughing with each other is really a lot of fun.