That reminds me of my first close encounter with wild turkeys years ago....I was cleaning stalls and dumping a load of horse manure onto a compost pile quite a few yards into the woods. I stopped on top of the large pile and took a breather, just quietly standing there and gazing around at the spring woods.
After a couple minutes of taking in the view from my mountaintop, I got the weird sense that the woods were moving all around me. Another few seconds of trying to figure this new sensation out, and I realized that I was surrounded by about 40 wild turkeys, a few adults and many, many poults. It was pretty amazing how they just disappeared into thin air when I then moved. They really just hunkered down and held really, really still, but to my unaccustomed eyes, it was like they all just evaporated. So cool.
After a couple minutes of taking in the view from my mountaintop, I got the weird sense that the woods were moving all around me. Another few seconds of trying to figure this new sensation out, and I realized that I was surrounded by about 40 wild turkeys, a few adults and many, many poults. It was pretty amazing how they just disappeared into thin air when I then moved. They really just hunkered down and held really, really still, but to my unaccustomed eyes, it was like they all just evaporated. So cool.