Turkey survivor’s guilt

Hit and Miss #475

Did the Thanksgiving weekend tradition (ish) of going around Rockcliffe and surrounds, this time meandering very slowly on my bike. Saw a group of wild turkeys—if I still posted to Instagram, I’d have captioned the photo “survivor’s guilt” or something similar. All in all, a slow-going day, but with at least one highlight: cheese curds by McKay Lake, watching the sun on the changing leaves.

All the best for the week ahead!

Lucas