I was in Boston for a day trip and, in keeping with the season, we came across turkeys. Turkeys. Not downtown downtown Boston, but only a couple minutes away from South Station.
There were two of them, but one ran off out of frame of the camera. You can still see from this one that they were wild turkeys, since the breast isn’t gigantic and touching the ground, and they proved it by flying. I have to say, turkeys don’t really “gobble” so much as make weird gobbly hooting noises. And they’re pretty big with the feathers on. These could’ve easily looked over the front of the car and stared at you through the windshield.