It was bound to happen along the journey...we killed a bird or rather a bird flew into Lars' grill. As Chuck was pulling over in the middle of ND, I asked if he was crazy...he said "no, I saw a big bird take off but it didn't fly by". We pulled the little guy off the grill and tossed him into the ditch--he hit hard.
Monday, June 22, 2009
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A victim of extreme bug chasing.
it looks like a condor!
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