Bird #101 — Ruffed Grouse

bonasa (from bonus, good, and assum, a roast) umbellus (umbrella, in reference to the feather tufts on its neck)

Saturday, December 29, 1979 — 11:00 am

McNaughton, Wisconsin — junction of Spider Lake and Muskellunge Lake Roads

Tim Sperry, Dave Williams and I drove into Rhinelander on the morning of the wedding to pick up the wedding cake.  At the bakery, they handed me the cake.  No box, no cover, just a cake on a piece of cardboard.  I walked through downtown Rhinelander carrying my cake and hoping I didn’t slip.  I had to balance it on my lap in the front seat of Dave’s old Chevy Camaro.  Dave drove slowly to avoid any cake-related accidents.

Two Ruffed Grouse flew across the road in front of the car.  The flew about four feet off the ground, arrow straight, and disappeared into the woods.  I saw a fan shaped tail with a black band.

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