Here’s another in my supply of Albany vignettes about non-news, or even old non-news. If you want to read about strife, unrest and chaos, look somewhere else.
I often ride my bike in Albany’s older neighborhoods because the traffic is light and the houses, of many different styles and ages, are interesting to look at. Not because they’re fancy, although some are, but because each is different from the next.
And as a home, each of these houses speaks about the people who own them or live there. Each one has a story. At least I imagine it does as I ride past. And I try to visualize what this or that house was like when it was built, some 60 or more years ago.
One such neighborhood is found on the west side of Broadway Street S.W. There, I’m riding along Lincoln Street the other night when my old friends — well, just acquaintances really — catch my eye up ahead.
I stop and turn on my little “action” camera (a cheap copy of the more famous version) on the handlebar to get a few seconds of footage of the West Albany wild turkeys that have made their appearance on this blog before.
When I take off again, it turns out the birds are not at all discomfited by a cyclist bearing down on them, as you can see below:
Last year there was a short-lived fuss about wild turkeys in Albany neighborhoods, and the question of how to get rid of them or keep them moving even came up before the city council.
A reader recently commented that this flock lives down in the bottom lands by the Calapooia River and comes up occasionally to feed, or maybe just to wander around. Maybe, like me, they like the neighborhood.
And they don’t look like a problem that needs to be solved, right? (hh)