So I was turkey hunting this morning.
And the snow and ice pellets started peppering the leaves of the forest floor. I just ducked deeper into my camo.
Then it came back a second time and brought more wind.
It was time.
On the way home, I took a back way in hopes of seeing some deer or turkeys out in a field.
And when I went to reconnect with a blacktop, I came upon the scene above of a pickup washed off a flooded road. I waited to see if anybody waved or signaled that they needed help. But none came.
So I backed up to a farm lane and turned around.
But when I downloaded the photo, I swear I see a guy in the passenger's seat.
Or maybe I just spent too much time in the woods this week.
My turkey success was the usual lack of it, but otherwise it has been a wild week in the woods.